On the Death by Cancer of Someone Too Young

for Jeffrey Montague 

Your wondering is over. 
A radiance has taken you. 
Now part of the council of all beings 
You are exuberant as the earth in the cosmos 
Alive, astonishing, beyond maps 
And places to fall. 

Nothing is now too late 
Or to be demolished. 
No invaders foreign and calloused by presumption
Can have their way. 
Your awakening is unbounded 
Pure surprise. 
The Light 
Over, around, suffuses your coming 

As your passing wrenches us all 
Through the flailings of our endangered species 
To where sleep and beyond 
Beckon from birth 
And feather the heaviest death 
With luminous fingers 
To draw us 
Weeping with the lightness of being 
Home.