Palliative Unit The Shore

at the right shore of the Lys
we find unique people
men, women each
with a special story of life

very different stories
full of pomp and circumstance
or sparkling in simplicity
but all real genuine

they reached this shore
the shore of life
on their way to hereafter
through the mystery of death

the palliative unit people
guide them, in unison
together carrying them in harmony
together looking for the best road

a road without or with minimal pain
a way of manageable comfort
full of calm and serenity
with love and tenderness specially

experts, volunteers
trained by their own lives
by own loss and own pain
ready for desinterested help

for, dear people
having to live alone is bad
having to die alone is hell
we don't wish it on our worst enemy

so around this calm Lys
retain right this shore of life
if possible in quiet babbling transit
to that eternal rest.

 

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