Cheryl Lee Edmiston
8 January 1962 – 14 February 2003
She Steps Through … She Steps Away
I imagine her standing there – still, quiet as she sometimes could be –
her hand resting lightly upon the door handle. Undecided.
I imagine her standing there by the door, and looking back.
I see her light-filled eyes looking back over her shoulder – as she sometimes would.
I see her standing there, hesitating,
weighing her life upon a set of golden scales.
I see her lovely face, resigned, her decision made.
She turns away, she turns the handle. Decision made.
She steps through to the other side … and is gone.
Is there any wrench greater than the gone-and-away of a Loved One?
She leaves me with scars as indelible and deep as a fall of feathers.
But she has chosen flight – all Hail to the Aerial Ones –
and she is gone.
One true heart,
One dear face …
RIP Sister, together soon.