If only families could make their way/ through the ether that separates/ the ever-existent from the dead-and-gone,/ he would have brought his family with him.
If only, indeed. And if you cannot, in fact, bring your family with you when you go, perhaps you can leave something behind for them. A bench, perhaps, is the next best thing. Place it somewhere you were always happy to be, and then even if they cannot push through the ether to see you, the ones you love may still sit with you sometimes, somehow, on a sunny day by the sea.
With thanks to Stephen Dunn for his lines from Melville at Barnagat Light.
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