Massachusetts Veterans Memorial Cemetery in Agawam, MA
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Messages of a Different Silence
It’s been so long since we’ve talked.
You visit in my dreams,
in natural connections,
in the energy of love continued.
But, you are always quiet.
It’s up to me
to notice, define, embrace.
Your brother had a wish
that you and he and your dad
be honored and rest together.
I had given him some of your ashes,
though the rest remain with me.
So, for the first time since you died,
I see a singular gravestone
with your name on it.
It’s in a place that is unfamiliar to me,
but there it is, you are.
At first it is surreal,
especially coming on the heels
of processing multifaceted grief
at a retreat in silence.
As I stand there with your sister
and let the sensations sink in,
I feel the love of a father
and twin brothers
who served our country,
It’s been so long since we’ve talked.
You visit in my dreams,
in natural connections,
in the energy of love continued.
But, you are always quiet.
It’s up to me
to notice, define, embrace.
Your brother had a wish
that you and he and your dad
be honored and rest together.
I had given him some of your ashes,
though the rest remain with me.
So, for the first time since you died,
I see a singular gravestone
with your name on it.
It’s in a place that is unfamiliar to me,
but there it is, you are.
At first it is surreal,
especially coming on the heels
of processing multifaceted grief
at a retreat in silence.
As I stand there with your sister
and let the sensations sink in,
I feel the love of a father
and twin brothers
who served our country,
graced our family
in diverse ways
for so many years.
I am awash in
gratitude, pride,
relationship,
and healthy sorrow.
Messages of a
very different,
though just as powerful,
silence.
in diverse ways
for so many years.
I am awash in
gratitude, pride,
relationship,
and healthy sorrow.
Messages of a
very different,
though just as powerful,
silence.
Sarah Carlson
July 10, 2019
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