Clare Blatchford: bright girl

For Ester


Bright girl -

Your light, undimmed, shines through the prism:

The adamantine crystal of your death.

Once whole, now we see you

Refractured into the rainbow colours that you lived by.

Not loss, but transformation

Since that rainbow now is ours to hold..

Your sweetness, your compassion; your beauty, youth and wisdom.

And we will remember where you chose to shine your light

And we will remember