Rosh Hodesh Adar – and you chose to die
On a day of bright sunlight when, as I
Turned the corner to where you lived, I saw
Snowdrops now jostled by slim crocuses
And daffodils. I rang the bell. Birds sang –
Your spring choir, choir of quittance. But inside
I found you did not seem to recognise
Our voices. You had set off already.
Waiting to be
You lay in sun,
No longer. Breaths
We waited for
The next –
Which came. A gap.
A greater gap.
That last breath drawn,
We found it was
What is death but another birth? A shift
Back to that unknown place we came from once.
You have taught me now how to fear it less.
Next it will be our turn; for now, we learn.
Under a clip
It punches back
When it is a
It will be your
Now it blazons
Re-birth of spring.
Rosh Hodesh is the New Moon. Adar is the month in the (lunar) Hebrew calendar which signifies the start of spring.