Durham family mourns death of 8-year-old, first child to die from COVID-19 in North Carolina
After four days at UNC Medical Center in Chapel Hill, Aurea Soto Morales passed away June 1 from complications associated with COVID-19.
I have not
seen angels rising
nor skies fall
ing—the vast
veil that portals heavens to
earth is filled with light,
seasonless,
undivided by
space or time.
I have not
become old here, nor remained
young—all is always.
I know things
I have never seen,
riding waves
that travel the
distances concealed between
never and right now.
Love holds me
with mythical wings,
soaring gold,
scattered with
jewels of azure and night–
I can touch the moon.
Laura, at dVerse, asks us to write about someone who has died, someone we do not know. “By way of poetic resurrection, we see them live again.”
Aurea as a name for girls has its root in Latin, and the meaning of Aurea is “wind; golden; dawn”
The collage is another of my postcard fictions done for a Jane Dougherty prompt in 2016, which came to my mind after seeing Merril’s Monday Morning Musings photos of light.
a beautiful elegy from that outstanding opening stanza
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Thanks Laura.
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❤
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Thanks Ken.
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Nice lines: “distances concealed between
never and right now”
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Thanks Frank.
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Beautiful and sombre
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Thanks Jude.
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My pleasure
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So sad and tender. I hope she’s in that place of light.
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“I know things
I have never seen,
riding waves
that travel the
distances concealed between
never and right now.” … that would make death bearable for me. Beautiful write.
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Thanks. I hope that is where she is.
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kaykuala
I have not seen angels rising
nor skies falling
The opening lines are indicative of how secretive and on the quiet the Corvid-19 attack the innocents until it is too late. Great lines K
Hank
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Thanks Hank.
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Lovely touching tribute. Those tiny graves are the hardest to behold
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They are. Thanks Christine.
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💜
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