So many people face bereavement at this time of year, and in the past few months three friends or close family members of friends have died. Remembering them, both in giving thanks for their lives (two short and the other long), I am today sharing a poem I wrote two years ago. Perhaps this poem comforts only me; but so many light candles to reflect and remember, all over the world, that I hope this poem reaches out to others, as well.
Light me a candle for sorrow:
For the one on a journey with no returning
And pennies on his eyes for the burying.
Light me a candle for tomorrow:
For the tug of longing & the loss of hope,
For the winds of war & the stuttering of prayer.
Light me a candle for blissful memories
In the darkest hours of night:
For sunlit colours & the laughter of friends.
Light me a candle for thankfulness:
For the holy moments of marrying,
For childbirth & the first faltering prayers of children.
Light me a candle for blessedness:
For bread & wine on a sacred table—
To stand & burn in beauty & in tenderness.
Light me a candle for gladness:
For a welcome at windows late in the evening,
For the hush & stillness of soft sleep.
Light me a candle for peace:
For the swansdown drift of dreams;
For the gift of Christ at Christmas,
And for His rising on Easter’s radiant morning.
Yes, light me a candle for the breath of day’s dawning.
The hiss of a flame, the flare of a spark
Will raise us soon against the dark.
Words and image © Lizzie Ballagher