Thank you, Andrea. He was very old and in a terrible way, it was probably for the best. He has suffered a couple of strokes in the last few weeks and he really wasn't up for the fight anymore, especially without my Grandmother who died this time last year.
11 months ago
May he rest in eternal peace. A lovely dedication to your grandfather ben.
My deepest sympathy, Ben...now grandpa is with grandma...may they rest in peace. This is a lovely dedication...and I can relate too well because my grandpa has also been very weak since grandma passed away. He's alive but his eyes are lonely and once in a while he tells us of his regrets.
When two lives live together for so long they become part of a one and when the one is broken it is hard for the other to carry on.
No matter how much love they still have around them they never really get over the loss of each other. Now at last he is free of pain sitting with the love of his life looking down fondly at the family that they created.
I feel sure they are both reading this poem and feeling so much love and pride in you their very talented, genuinely lovely grandson. Much love Milly x
This is such a pure write and dedication to your grandfather. I'm so sorry for your loss but you have written of such a profound soul who needed his love in order to see life's lush beauty. Who couldn't bear to be without. You really wrote of the passion, meaning and purpose they gave each other. Especially when referencing the sphere.
Love is eternal and may they both rest in peace, comforted by each other.
Ben, I may have offered my condolences previously as I was remined when I clicked on the "Like". Reading it again brought renewed thought of your grief, heartbreaking was when you said that Grandpa couldn't live without her.
A sphere has no start nor has it any end,
but cut in half, its mercurial beauty is no more.
Split thus, the two halves will warp and bend -
the mystery destroyed by the untamed core.
These lines remind us of infinity, as you said, they have no beginning or end, I think God through the trillions of circles is revealing himself. The Book of Job declares that God sits on the circle of the earth, its not flat!
Perfect word choices and haunting sentiments make up yet another masterpiece from Ben, as this time he delves into a raw and brutally honest piece about his grandfather’s struggle in living without his other half. Starting off with the truth, Ben weaves the facts of his grandfather’s passing along with his understanding of why he passed: his wife had gone but a week before him. The tribute to the relationship his grandfather and grandmother had, a circle unadulterated, with the last verse constructed so that the reader understands that, in his grandfather’s eyes, there was no living without his other half. Such absence makes the heart grow weak. As hard as that surely is for Ben, it is comforting to know that the circle is complete as they are surely together once more.