A stillness falls and dimly-lit,
A bell tolls distantly,
As in this life we numbly sit
For what we cannot see.
The words of grief we hear afresh,
A melody its gloss,
As we seek out our souls ‘neath flesh
Remembered in deep loss.
This room is filled with love-lost ghosts
Of our most private pasts.
We speak but not what we feel most
And calm, though longing lasts.
A heavy hope here drags us high
That “good must come from pain!”
But leave us yet to wonder “Why?”
And slow, revive again.
Still we eat and still we drink,
Though bland without our friend.
Yet passing through, as in a cloud,
We find life in our End.
After a Discussion of Tennyson’s “In Memoriam” – a poetic reflection
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