Death's Natural Process Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Scrambling for heights unknown in concave dimensions,
allowing the freedom of movement to expand and
encompass many directions, aspects, and facets
approaching death.

Cross-currents, multi-faceted, near explanations of
impending circumstances are appropriate.

Wastelands lie between family members, patients and
death.

It is so hard to speak properly of the entire
spectrum without innate and inborn fears.

So many talents and abilities lie in bed, wasting
away when they could be used to bridge the gap from
living to dying to death.

Patients themselves are able and willing, but are
kept from doing so by well-meaning relatives and
close friends.

Where does this fear come from? How do we overcome
it in our lives?

Children need to be brought up knowing that it is
alright to speak of the process of dying and what
significant people in their lives want to do towards
the end and afterwards.

To actually help in the celebration of death by
participating as fully as possible in the whole
process of choosing the coffin to scriptures, songs
to sing during Mass.

All of it is a natural process and fear does not
need to be a part of it.

It is only the fear of our suffering and the unknown
depth of what happens after death that creates
problems for some.

It need not be that way, our experience and attitude
alone can go a long way in educating children and
other adults by example.

(4/10/96)