Did you lose what won’t return?
Did you love but never learn?
But did you see the flares in the sky?
Were you blinded by the light?
You are not alone
‘Cause someone’s out there, sending out flares…
Funerals aren’t for the dead; they never ask for it. It is for the ones left behind- to remember the memories, to help gain closure, to learn to let go, even if it’s the hardest thing to do!
They say that the clouds are made up of souls, souls that no longer exist in bodies, souls that once belonged to someone. They float up high in the sky like the atmosphere, protecting us, absorbing the radiations, letting in the sunlight to lift the darkness from the world.
When someone you love, leaves this world, they don’t leave alone; they take a part of you with them. The part of you that belonged to them from the moment you loved them. How do you go on? Feeling the way you do, like someone cut a hole in your heart? How do you convince yourself that it’ll be all okay, when you don’t believe it, and everyone who tries to console you sounds distant and fake; When we are so lost in darkness, we’ll refuse even a glint of sunlight, because it threatens our very existence. It’s not that we love to live in pain, it’s just that, it becomes a necessary part of us that we never learn to live without. The pain defines our lives, it drives us, and it is too tempting not to withdraw from that emotion.
A part of the jigsaw puzzle of who we are, a fraction of the million little broken pieces of our heart is lost when we lose them. Life moves on, but we are lost; unable to go back, unable to move forward, stuck in time. Lost in the darkness of who we used to be.
I think, a part of us is always lost; but with time, someone offers a piece of their broken heart, and we start to see the light once again. It takes time for us to recognize the person in the mirror, but if we don’t give up, then maybe, just maybe, we’ll make it through. You’ll remember who you really were before it all happened, and that’s a start.
So, what happens to the departed? I want to believe that they find their way back into this world. And, I know that I wouldn’t be the first one to claim that the people whom we loved and lost appear to us in one form or the other, when we really need them, if you are willing to look for the signs. In some cosmic way, we’ll find that part of us which we believed was lost; the part of us that we kept searching for so long finds us. Just like that! And when it does, you’ll feel the difference in yourself.
People become! It doesn’t happen to everyone, not to the ones who give up, who break down and fall apart and never try to rise; it happens to the ones who keep trying to get up, after falling every time. They are the glorious mess, who truly make through!
So, you reading this! If you’ve lost yourself after losing the one you loved, you’ll find yourself again. The missing piece of you will come back; may be in a different form, but I promise you that it’ll come back. I only hope you make it, until that day!
One day it’ll hit you, like a blissful and subtle realization, and just like that, you’ll come home, to yourself!
You are not alone!