13 December 2021
Posted by Charles Barker Benfield
She’s standing at the kitchen sink looking out of the window, quietly
watching the birds and the sunset.
She has no sense of time, or place.
No plan for the next meal, or anything really.
Just looking out of the window and watching the birds.
Any memories of life before now have dissolved into nothing; any hopes
for life after now have vanished; all that remains is ‘now’ – the moment she
gazes out of her window and sees the birds and the sunset.
What she sees has no meaning beyond the picture it creates – just a
timeless, fleeting glimpse of life, outside.
She watches and, in watching, she waits.
She has no idea of what she waits for.
No feeling for time, or sense of waiting.
She stands and looks out of her window.
We watch her knowing now is too late to wait for her recovery
And quietly say goodbye.
*picture credit Greg Rakozy, Unsplash