"Code blue" they said three times but Yama's hand
moved every piece into its lethal place
the chessboard shows what destiny has planned
we move through nights and days by whose command?
we seek to glimpse what ever-distant face?
"Code blue" they said three times but Yama's hand
is suave and stealthy let me take my stand
by loving you though your game's named "erase"
the chessboard shows what destiny has planned
I came back from points East both broke and tanned
around the globe by winds of fortune chased
"Code blue" they said three times but Yama's hand
is sure and steady we're familied and clanned
we're civilized with lavender and lace
withal the chessboard shows what fate has planned
New York and California your life's spanned
you had to leave but why this sudden haste?
"Code blue" they said three times by Yama's hand
the chessboard shows what destiny has planned
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for my mother, Betty Jane Israel (April 2, 1927 - October 23, 2009) in memoriam
4 comments:
Beautiful... beautiful... beautiful!
Echoing shocks of Code blue ringing through the strong solid bond connecting you... you are still one... even though her hand which you held hours ago, and which beckoned you to join her on earth as her son this lifetime is no longer warm. The warmth of your bond is eternal.
Love to you both
Be gentle to yourself during the transition.
Jeannie
code white, they should say,
to reflect the glory abound;
code white we all saw,
though not one of us made a sound.
code white, code white in Yama's hand,
light of the eternal;
code white, code white by Him she stands
free of life's coded thrall.
Ah -- warm thanks Jeanne and Zu for your responses.
d.i.
My condolences, David. I hope you and yours are coping as well as one can.
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