Speechless

Nobody knows what to say,

not really, at the moment 

of another’s loss.

We all try, come up dry

more so than not,

nothing equal to the pain,

saying the same things over

and over again:

a better place, they’re at rest, a life

well-lived, in His hands,

it was their time…indeed.

We’d like to tie a ribbon on it all,

but some boxes don’t come with bows.

all lives do not get closure,

to try to find a label for it all

is simply foolish, regardless

of our good intentions.

It is nature’s way

to move forward, so it does,

the world simply does not care.

Those no longer of this world

do not care.

Perhaps it’s best to accept fate

as random, be a minimalist,

but a happy one, sincerely

care for the Loved Ones,

but also move ahead,

enjoy life without the fantasy of

too much self-importance.