Quietus Release

Quietus Release:

That silhouette?
That's my dad.
He's in pain,
Holding his arm,
again.

That ache to leave,
it's beginning to grow,
into a quietus release,
where only love can flow.

He's a man in a chair,
not a man in the moon.
He'll soon merge with stars,
beyond Elon's trillions,
and Trump's billions.
To a home we all are,
one that's never too far.

Grown from an eternal love,
it heals broken hearts from above.
I glued all my prayers with it today:
Asking for Dad's life force to stay.

Where did this come from?

This came from the usual beautiful place I found many years ago now: #vss365

Today's prompt was the word #quietus.

I love sewing creative ideas together. I suppose it's like knitting. In the sense it calms you and makes you feel joy seeing the end result come together.

The components in this knitted pieced or did I say sewed? Anyhow, they were photo I took of my dad in his recliner chair. I caught him rubbing his arm ... again.

I then headed over to my creative tools and started knitting - stitching - editing!

I'm living through some very surreal times. And of course so is my dad.

He's 97 and I am 52 – we've known each other a long time now. I have cared for him for over 6 years!

Life is never what you think. Love is always what you feel.

And today this creation made me genuinely feel I love ✿ everything ✿ today, especially my dad.

Whatever you are going through. Find a creative outlet. You may not like poetry — so try DIY.

Take care before it's your turn to merge with the stars.

Grown ✿ in love today,
CJB