Preservation, in all Forms. It’s a 6.

There’s another funeral waiting on the hill...”

The man stood watch, still as a marble statute, skin as smooth, his smile softly radiating calm and comfort. Suit, the color of sooted charcoal and perfectly pressed, matched soft soled dress shoes – this was a man well practiced in the art of silence. The finest wool blend overcoat draped his body and though slight of stature, he commanded attention by a modest, unassuming demeanor; his calm voice pitched to those whose thoughts were far from the moment, he voiced the valediction. Not for the first time that day, would he be satisfied the mourning had been properly cared for; guiding those gathered in the cemetery’s open-air chapel, it’s brick and mortar frame providing barely the minimum comfort from the bitter winter day.

Could have been a mess today, what with the forecast certain for snow, a blessing it held off so the sun could shine down instead.”

26 thoughts on “Preservation, in all Forms. It’s a 6.

  1. Spira January 26, 2023 / 1:05 pm

    “Do not go gentle into that good night,
    Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

    Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
    Because their words had forked no lightning they
    Do not go gentle into that good night.

    Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
    Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

    Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
    And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
    Do not go gentle into that good night.

    Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
    Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

    And you, my father, there on the sad height,
    Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
    Do not go gentle into that good night.
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”

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  2. imnobodywhoareyou January 26, 2023 / 1:58 pm

    Vivid and true description of the unnoticed, respectable, debonair and silent undertaker as he views proceeding.

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge January 26, 2023 / 6:12 pm

      Thank you, Len.
      For those of us to have more occasion to witness, I would submit there’s an underappreciated “art” to the business.


    • The Atomic Mage January 28, 2023 / 10:43 am

      So true. We kind of accept we have to pay high prices for our cars or the plumbing or the electric supply to be fixed. A colleague of mine was shocked when she asked for quotes for some private English lessons for her son… she was expecting it to be really cheap…. but why should a qualified teacher charge low?

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  3. Frank Hubeny January 27, 2023 / 6:30 pm

    Beautiful song. I read the story as a description of the waiting mentioned in it.

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  4. The Atomic Mage January 28, 2023 / 10:36 am

    Hi D, a sombre tale, when even the sun seems a bit sad and struggles against the cold and occasion (but still it tries to shine!). One of my brothers (I have 4) is a gravedigger – and he’ll love this 😎

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  5. Liz H January 29, 2023 / 12:29 pm

    Scene painted so well in darks and light. And well accompanied by smoky rumble of The Man in Black.

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