She Is

A Poem Reconciling A Suicide

Photo by Shaurya Sagar on Unsplash

Now She Is

Is she gone?
She is energy
She is Love
She is the wind

Is she sad?
She is inspiration
She is a sunbeam
She is a warm memory

Is she happy?
She is bright
She is shining
She is free

Is she here?
She is close
She is far
She is everywhere

She is a leaf on the breeze
She is a cloud in the sky
She is a rippling pond
She is my wondering why

She is young and she’s old
She’s the past and right now
She is right by my side
She can’t tell you how

She  falls with the raindrops
She arrives with the dew
She’s the first light of morning
She’s the moonlight when new

She’s the hint of a smile
She’s the start of a day
She is through with her trials
I know she's OK

I wrote this poem to try to reconcile the uncomfortable feelings and questions this person’s death elicited for me. It felt like she wrote it with me. (Thanks friend.)