Ligaments of Love

Ligaments of love

hold life erect,

pump tendrils out

across the clearing

where the giant tree has fallen.

In dappled light we gather, sing,

let weeping like lianas

fall to ground,

touch earth,

sink new root,

receive the sun,

let life ascend, grow back.

It’s love that gives a funeral its birth.


This poem arose as I was reflecting on a memorial service for our friend Roger Geyer, a life-giving spirit who recently returned to the Greater Laughter from which he arose.

1 thought on “Ligaments of Love”

  1. Wow! What a powerful poem with penetrating imagery! To say anything more will be to ruin the beauty of it! Let your poem awaken us to resurrected lives!

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