The Meaning of Loss


This year I have been
constantly surrounded by death.


The finality of death
and worse, the temporality of life
looms in my thoughts daily.


What purpose does it all serve;
what meaning does loss hold?


Long lost friends join hearts
in your memory
and somehow the tragedy of it all
brings us together.


There is hope
even in the most dreadful
of circumstances.


In your fate,
those dead in life
rise from our graves
with a renewed outlook.


You sleep so others will wake.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

RIP David Reyes. At 28 years young, your life was tragically cut short much too soon.

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