Undeath of Calypso
There is no going out, nor
coming back in again
for any of us, anymore
No more hellos and goodbyes
just this final goodbye,
the ever remembrance
The reliving, the relieving
of your waiting and greeting,
your loving and bright being
as you once were
No more of our coming back,
nor you coming up
to be with us,
as we once were
separated by skin and fur
Expecting your appearance
in your familiar places,
us too, with you
feeling this ultimate change
We still think
that we hear you,
realize just how much
your love made our home
I’m so used to you,
in your huge presence
yet your tuxedo skin
has released you
Your final breath
I’ll never forget
a breath of relief
into grace itself
But your form
isn’t what kept you here
nor contained you, my dear
But for those moments
with lucky me
and your deep,
wise stare
I find you now,
not absent at all
your ways so true
I feel you everywhere
Graceful this gift
so grateful to know
that I never, ever
have to say goodbye now
Only hello,
dear Calypso
© 2010 Keenan Cheney
(12/20/09 – 3 days after burial in our backyard)
Passing
We open a door
for them
The door of release,
of relief
Leading to great light
Our great love,
through the door with them
Grateful, both I’s,
the inevitable crossing
made easier
© 2010 Keenan Cheney
(written days after the passing of Calypso, while sitting in his favorite golden velvet chair)
Dedicated to Dr. Lori Gibson, Compassionate Care, and all of our beloved animal family.