Sunday, November 2, 2008

Cloyce E. Hilsinger III
October 23, 1964 - October 30, 2008

Lay down
Your sweet and weary head
Night is falling
You’ve come to journey's end
Sleep now
And dream of the ones who came before
They are calling
From across the distant shore

Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears will pass away

What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come to carry you home

And all will turn
To silver glass
A light on the water
All souls pass

Hope fades
Into the world of night
Through shadows falling
Out of memory and time
Don't say: «We have come now to the end»
White shores are calling
You and I will meet again

And all will turn
To silver glass
A light on the water
Grey ships pass
Into the West

Lyrics:
Fran Walsh, Howard Shore,
Annie Lennox

10 comments:

ellen b. said...

Still praying for all of you Cori...

Kathy said...

Oh Cori, I am so sorry for your loss. The Annie Lennox lyrics you posted are just beautiful. Praying for you...Kathy

Joanne Kennedy said...

Oh Cori,

I know your heart is aching and I wish there were words that I could say to ease the pain.

I can see the love and joy in your brothers eyes. I have no doubt he is now walking with the Lord and you will one day be with him again.

Hugs,
Joanne

Beverly said...

My heart embraces you, dear Cori. My prayers are constant.

Pat said...

I know what sadness comes with the reality of death, but we also know the reality of an afterlife in God's arms and the celebration of the eternity we will all spend together one day. Cloyce will be your angel until you meet again.
Love and hugs, Pat

bernideen said...

Today you are in my thoughts and prayers.

Maryjane - The Beehive Cottage said...

Sweet Cori, I am so sorry to hear of the passing of your brother. You are in my thoughts & prayers dear.

Love,
Maryjane

Daniel said...

You have never met me, but Cloyce was more than a brother to me. He taught me how to sing and always told me "Music is the language of angels". He took me to my first AA metting in 1994. I played music with him and cut trees with him and I know I will again. He was and always will be an inspiration to me. My prayers are with you.

Robin Chistensen said...

Hi Daniel,

I was talking to my sister (Cori) and she told me that you left a comment on her blog. I want to tell you, Daniel, how beautifully you sang "Grandfathers Song". My heart was touched and I will never forget that moment. Thank you for being one of Cloyce's heroes.

Much Love,

Robin

tramel said...

love, inspiration, noise, and beautiful meditative silence; with more than meaning. I dont know who this comment will be sent to, but i just want cloyce and everybody touched by him to feel and accept some things that deeply touched, motivated, and created the me that wonders piccacho peak & swims emotionally through deeply inspired life and spirituality. cloyce was my cousin and my main influence to continue my spiritual practices of balance in my unperfect self. cloyce E. hilsinger III once rejoiced an inspiration with me that touched both of us in totally similar, but different ways, which both ended up reflecting on our lives amazingly. I was told that me(along with other cousins/family of ours)created the life and main inspiration of the things that ended up changin not only cloyces life, but my life as well. in the day of the lifechanging music/ live inspiration we all dove for a pic cloyce played with in his early learnings on guitar. He told me that one of the most loving and inspirational times of his musical destiny was the day when we all fought to find that glorious pic that belonged to the hands of who i believe a most important and meaningful spirit of the rest of my time. its funny, because i ended up following somewhat of the same path cloyce did, based on the same exact memory and inspiration that he explained to me. that exact day is also MY main motive and base for my love and talent in music. right now i am a professional tattoo artist and inspired musician. i feel that cloyce gave back another memory that i never got to share with him, but got to turn it into what is now my most loved talent, and part time carreer aside from our music. my first tattoo, i got of my moms name in yuma by cloyces half/step brother. i told him i wanted it because i wanted my mom to feel that she had no need to make up for or regret anything that may have affected my life growing up. cloyce, not having the best of wealth, purrty much didnt let me pay for it, and encouraged me that grandma toni and aunt vicky would understand. within months short of a year, i aprenticed and became one of very few of the realistic/portrait style tattoo artists in bakersfield. I strongly put cloyce to blame for my job interest, success, and future goals. the bond that him and i had was more than ordinary, on the spiritual, musical, and artistic level. I feel so honored to have had a cousin like cloyce, and to be a part of an inspiration that changed not only his and my life, but everyone who got to witness and/or hear the true beauty of what him and I created together so so so long ago. I was just a young boy looking for cloyces pick. now i am a grown musical artist and take only little credit for the outcomes of my career and lifestyle/life changes in the four to five times me and cloyce got to bond as watchers. I love you cloyce, and i thank you for letting me help turn you to your life-long passion to touch people like me through music. You let me be the start of my own life-long journy through the world of song and even silence. Call me crazy, but cloyce is the only angel i can say i have ever physically seen and felt with my own eyes and soul. I just want to say thank you, and let everyone know how my cousin has changed my life and helped me through the hardest of times. I love you all, and,,,,.... "thanks for letting me throw up"-cloyce-
with all my everything,
Christopher robin tramel.