In Remembrance of Om Vyoman Arvind
1998 - 2024It’s in tragedy
that we feel the earth spin. Spin-
-ning out of control.
My heart lays shattered
A thousand-piece jigsaw
puzzle without form.
I hang my head, for the whole world to witness … my grief my pain my agony … my pride, in him. Immense pride.
The pain will always remain, waxing and dulling. An ocean of hurt.
In the beginning,
Death is nothing. In the end,
Life is everything.
So, for now …
I am present for the ones left behind. For the preciousness that is life. Seeking clarity in the absolute hideousness of it all.
Maybe,
The great die young. They
know. It’s all maya. The rest
keep grasping, gasping.
But, I promise to show up. Be there. Move. Serve.
In time, I might even smile. As I begin the process of …
Rebuilding myself
A million pieces
A different me.
——-
OM
A whole universe
in a single syllable
beginning to end.
OM
In the beginning death is nothing; in the end, life is everything.
- Kris Arvind