Dedicated to my mother, who passed away in August.
Only breath
I watch you fade out,
without words,
without action.
I fail to ask questions.
I fail to hold your hand
before it grows cold.
I watch you fade out,
stunned earth,
in a silence beyond silence.
A tranquil space
without any context
or walls;
we exist apart,
there is nothing else.
There is only breath.
I see you out
as you saw me in.
I see your face sometimes
half-sleeping, half-there,
and in my half-imagination
you kiss me goodbye,
and I am the child again.
Copyright Vickie Johnstone, October 31, 2020
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