The Diamond on the Pendant (An Elegy)
(To RL, a close friend, a fellow acolyte who takes his job seriously)
I didn't tell the clouds to wake me,
To your path I cannot stroll nor walk.
To contemplate grief without sorrow -
The horrible news,
This Happiness' arrest,
'tis like a haze on a winter dawn,
Like a plane caught in a thunderstorm.
I do not know how a blaze,
Consumes a pendant of diamond.
To lose someone dearly is to remember,
Each gem in its suspended connection.
And how you lost it; it is for nobody to blame
No one but fate, that thing I loathe
And have lamented your mother well, I suppose
To think I have not wept enough,
I hope you, whoever reads this, feels the same
Like the clashing ripples on the stormy sea,
My tears, albeit nonexistent, lies in your thoughts, too.
I hope your faith grows stronger with every blow,
And every struggle, just remember
You didn't lose a diamond -
If you believe it's out there in the blue.