They like to come in dreams
because dreams are made of their words.
They speak in symbols, like feathers and dragonflies.
They drop objects from the land of imagery
to show their love.
”I love you”
”I am still beside you”
”I am with the one we lost together”
and, my favorite,
”Look! I’m not in any pain anymore!”
And even
”Someone you know needs THIS right now. I know it looks weird. Bring it anyway.”
Spoken Words of the Dead
I can see this poem working like that - fo real :D slc
Thanks Stella :)
If this perspective helps even one person find their way through grief then the poem has succceeded.