Bearing Witness

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life

I have been humbled

by being a witness

to a husband

enduring the sickness,

decline and demise

of a his belov’ed wife

who had been his crutch

more of his life

than he ever really experienced

without her.

Yes,

I have been humbled

by being a witness

to his boisterous way

turning listless

as he came to terms

with the term “terminal” –

once descriptive of locations

from whence he embarked

with his “Heart” on vacations

and returned with his

most precious memories..

I have been humbled

by being witness to a voice

that once resounded

retelling jokes –

lacking profoundness –

but still suited

for breeding laughter

in once soundless spaces

become naked and raspy

with grief –

vocal cords made weak

through loss and the reality

of death’s finality.

But as his witness,

I have been blessed

to know this man,

and though indirect,

to get a glimpse

of this man cherishing

his true love…

a love I now bear witness of...

hopefully with befitting humility.

-HymnAgen