Resurrection Song

My first walk in the woods without her.

So happy for this beautiful day, and the healing foot
That now carries me.

I wasn’t expecting to be stung by her absence.
Her death was so natural.
It was time for her to go.
I didn’t realize how much I missed her
Until I set foot on this – our well-worn path.

She would have loved this day.
Full of wind and bird chatter,
Jumping fish,
And erupting soily smells.

A new layer turning over,
Emerging out of the decomposition of the past.

I will bring a few of her ashes next time,
And add her spirit to this new season.
Ashes to ashes; dust to dust;
Observing the ancient ritual.

Out of what was – resurrection.

JEHW
April 5, 2014