Hi Wingman. Love your handle. Angels have wings. A wingman is one’s most faithful companion.
I love your poem. It is fragrant with deep thought – truly heartfelt. What was the inspiration?
By the way, it’s eKim. Years ago I used to post on this site to help those who were hurting. I have just returned to this site after a long absence. I’ve spent the last 10 years volunteering at our local residential hospice as a resident and family support volunteer in the psychosocial/spiritual field. Now – thanks to Covid 19 – volunteering is no more.
Your words resonate with me because I have similar thoughts with each and every encounter at hospice.
When your words are applied to those who are unconscious and near death, it is a poem of great questions with no answers. And even if the person regains consciousness and answers the questions, it is a mirage. The next day their answers might be totally different. And for sure, the answers will be different for each and every other person.
So, what to do? Intuition? Devine guidance? How about simply “One’s best, with an open heart and love.” I love the quote, “All you can do is all you can do, but all you can do is enough.”
How is everything in your life, Wingman. Share if you care to. Isn’t it nice to have VirtualStranges at VirtualHospice, who care.
- eKim
Ps I too wrote a poem. It was inspired by my hospice volunteer work. So in that way, we are kindred spirits, Wingman.