Lentil by Rodger Kamenetz

“For mourning is a sphere

Making a circuit in the world”

So do not be surprised when it appears

next door or even nearer.

And what shall we eat for mourning

but a lentil round as a mouth

that is closed

What shall we say to them on the morning of a day

when no words are good, only

the touch of a hand, an embrace?

See them there: one silent, one shuddering

making one body of two, a perfect round.

From: Beside Still Waters, available for download and purchase

Service Section: Prayers of Remembrance 
Source: Beside Still Waters https://yourbayit.org/beside-still-waters/