Fresh from the land of the dead
Only supposed dead,
not zombie-like, to offer a comparison
Still in my mourning,
days later I rub my eyes
and a little trepidation.
What changes must have taken place
through the journey from old life
to new life
to new beginning?
What transformation took hold through the loss,
the divine opportunity to begin anew?
Perhaps life and death will continue to battle before our eyes.
Perchance Loss is merely taunting us,
allowing us a renewed hope
to fully introduce
a deeper pain.
My hand is once again in yours.
Miraculously, we breathe again
as the land of the dead stands vacant
until our united return.