We were here.
Now we are not.
Even “here” is gone.
What we have known as life
Now we will know as history
While tomorrow remains only hearsay
We would set a stone if we could
A marker to say, “Here was change”
A memorial to acknowledge, “Here were others”
But there is no cemetery
for relationships and homes and structures
that have defined our comings and goings for so long
So we pray to Jacob with his fondness for stone-markers
to share his life lessons in consolation through change
to show us how to grieve without sacred burial grounds.