Each day comes
With thoughts and news
Little things
To bring to you
Like gathering flowers
Picked as I go
I gathered them up
Waiting to show you
Funny or sad
Mundane or rare
Our daily existence
Always shared
Hearts intertwined
An unparalleled linked
Your fabric is mine
What I feel and think
A part of each other
Mother and child
Deepest connection
Melded for life
Agony now
Torn and raw
But enemy death
You are horribly wrong
This sacred love
It cannot die
It lives despite you
Separation’s a lie
Eternally bonded
My mother and me
Soon back together
You wait and see
I’ll be there with her
In paradise, home
Life everlasting
I’ll know and be known
Closer than ever
Death just a door
Into a new realm
More than before
Nearness unshackled
By sin and shame
Two souls communing
My loss is my gain
Only a breath
Between here and there
Until then collecting
Flowers to share
I’m gathering up, Mom
What I know you would like
How my family’s doing
What I’ve done with my life
You told me to write
To enjoy each new day
Good things are coming
You always would say
Grandchildren will bless you
Retirement, too
You and Daryl will prosper
You’ll see it’s true
Mama, I’ll cherish
Your words and your heart
Our special connection
Will carry me far
You’re now there waiting
To share with me
Your daily existence
In a land that is free
Unfettered devotion
Unexplainable love
You long to tell me
What it’s like up above
How Jesus has loved you
Just like I said
How every heartache
Every pain, every dread
Was gone in an instant
When you saw His face
Entering heaven
A miraculous place
I’ll be there shortly
My mother, dear friend
We’ll be together
Sharing life once again
June 20, 2021
Tag: Life
Her Light
When she died I died. Not literally, but in many ways.
The light went out. The light that had kept me warm.
Night and day that light was there to shine on me, bringing love and joy and encouragement.
And now it’s gone dark. But not literally.
In reality, her light is shining brighter than ever in a place where there is no night.
No shadow. No darkness at all.
Just light.
Where her light is subsumed in that greater light.
Of God.
Of love.
For a time I can no longer feel its warmth. That light that was with me all my life.
But it still glows. Ever brighter and clearer and fuller.
Just not here.
With me.
Which is all I can see.
So darkness hovers.
Just there.
Haunting.
Taunting.
Tempting to despair.
Her light would show me a better way. Even now.
Look up.
Can you glimpse her light there?
Somewhere?
Just out of reach.
Behind the veil.
Of tears.
And time.
This life of mine.
Treading on in spite of the absence of that light.
That love.
It’s left me.
But above it shines. So bright.
And one day that light will shine on me again.
A Settled Heart 