Such a wonder is passing from this world! <br />My dear irreplaceable old father is dying, <br />gaunt and laconic, <br />stilled beyond speech <br />except for the twitch of an eyebrow, <br />flickering eyelids <br />and a pressing hand. <br /> <br />His thinned chest looks hard at death <br />testing its resolve <br />and slowly winds down <br />while wings, all along <br />lobed in the spirit, <br />fill with life again. <br /> <br />And he will away like the wind <br />around a streaming sun pillar <br />on a rich soft spring morning, <br />through a dark cloud, <br />across a misty rainbow, <br />into my heart.<br /><br />Ian Trousdell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/people-such-a-wonder-is-passing-from-this-world/
