In Memory Of Mother
Was the trembling of your lips —so slight
A manifest of earthly, cowered might
When death announced itself that day
With wind and rain and banished ray?
And when you rose unto the gates
Assisted by the wings of faith
Did you fear the golden light
In all its glory… So searing and bright?
Did you worry… For within the book
Your name was absent –or mistook
For someone else who never cared
A life thus ended, so unfair?
Were you astonished when trumpets blared
And joyous voices joined in prayer
Welcoming your yearning, tired soul
…From a life —so often cold
For GOD knew your heart: like a soft, summers, sun–
Showering all with it’s radiance; it’s warmth;
it’s glowering remembrance
For GOD knew your touch:
like a cool, gentle, mountain stream-
Clean; Clear; Providing—
Coursing through the lives of all whom passed…
…Sweeping; …Altering; …Purifying.
For GOD knew you:
As essential as a new-born’s first breath of air;
As beneficial as spring times first drop of rain;
As lasting as time itself!
To all whom wandered by–
Needing, Feeling, Hurting-
You were a well of life.
“If you are thirsty… Drink…”
…Touching them with your compassion
So put aside your haunting fears…
…For even GOD and HIS ANGELS have shed a tear…