Poetry

Poem: Pallbearers

 

The pallbearers,
so gracious
in their strength.

They volunteer
to cover me
in a shroud of love
and protection,

to carry me
by rail,

lifting my spirits
above the ground
to the clouds,

moving me forward
into the next
domain
where there is a singular
hum,

and a white light
that shines brightly
in the peaceful universe
of adventurous souls
.

©️mft

Freelance writer, poet, yogi and photographer from Santa Barbara, California. I write and take pictures about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching years in California. The things that move me may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry, pictures and stories resonate with you.

7 comments on “Poem: Pallbearers

  1. This is so beautiful and peaceful!

    • Thanks, Robbie. At a funeral lately, I got a different perspective because I wasn’t so emotionally attached to the deceased. I could witness the process more objectively.

  2. Mark, my first impression is the same. This is so graceful; so peaceful!! 🙂

  3. That,s what my Mom wanted Peace❤️❤️❤️❤️

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