Women’s Circle on a Friday Evening What do you seek? the sage’s eyes are kind, her voice gentle, allowing me space to revel in the silence. I am tense, unable to meet her gaze. Clarity, I finally choke, my eyes closing I can feel my heart, long burdened with sorrow, opening amid a room of strangers, releasing all that had bound me for the past decade marking your departure from this earth Beyond this sanctuary, the sullen rain falls like a mantra. As if in a dream or perhaps a faded memory, I hear the sage’s voice murmur something about eucalyptus trees I sink into a kinder time of soft sunlight, lemony scent of crescent leaves permeating the air, the familiar grove enveloping me in a warm embrace and at the far end I see you, one eye closed and one eye open — a smile softening your face, you hover between realms, so aware of both and yet enveloped in the sweetest slumber See you soon, my smile back is tremulous. I slowly exhale and linger in the stillness. I know this now: you lived. You felt it all and persevered. I will do the same.
Melody Wang currently resides in sunny Southern California with her dear husband. In her free time, she dabbles in piano composition and also enjoys hiking, baking, and playing with her dogs. She can be found on Twitter @MelodyOfMusings.