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Three days Saved

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Three days Saved

It's been nine years, I have counted the tears-
  they have made trails of guilt
  worried into my heart 
  then filled with loneliness and bitter despair
but by your grace I have been shown...

For the first time, in these nine years, I have not wept
  nor held a vigil to honor our grief
though the loss still burns, this time it is transformed

Peace from your love still reaches through death
  and through your eternal love I am reborn
  
 It is Good Friday. 
When God took your spirit home
  and left me dying to know,
  how to love him for his sacrifice
  when he asked me to give up you?
How do I heal this death and rise with you in his arms?

Through your love I was born, and in your arms I grew
 and it has been your love the kept me whole
 that taught me how to be reborn
    for even though your body has gone
    your words lost in the wind and breath no more
The essence of grace and strength you lived
- it grows still in your daughter soul

My being and existence came from your womb
  my heart and mind shaped by your enlightenment
I have lived a life you gave me and for once
   I live it in pride to honor your sacrifice
your words giving me the guidance I'd lost nine years ago.

Alas, I've come to know, that as you died
  and went home with our Lord, you saved me from my death
not in your dying, my grief and love can attest,
    but in your living strength and loving example
       you showed me how to live a life
             open to our Father's gift

We knew it would not wait, but the parting was too fast.
I sat in thought three days before your sleep and asked,
"In three days time my savior died, I wonder hence
   what of my soul will rise with his?"

And now sitting Easter morning, 
  holding my sons candy-filled basket,
I realized Three days passed.

  He took you home Friday morn, but left me love,
that eternal love that never dies
whose comfort is unending

I honor your love by giving it to my children
         and Easter morning I felt your hug, your kiss, and knew 
                                 you have never left me
.
Though God took you home Mom
I know you have never left me
for as our Savior died and rose
you too still live in my heart, 
showing me proof our Father's blessings

    because you, my love, are my soul and all ready there
there fore I am strong enough to give this pain up 
       to honor his sacrifice and transcend,
           to be humbled by the grace and mercy
          that could forgive such lost lambs as I

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  1. Date: 4/7/2013 9:45:00 AM
    Tara just back for a re-read of this gem....and waiting for the next...David

  1. Date: 3/30/2013 2:23:00 AM
    Tara now this really is a sign of hope, you were right. It is a very eloquent piece of work and I like the internal rhyme you are beginning to find inner peace, read my Karma poem, well done and have a peaceful Easter....keep writing..David

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    Date: 3/30/2013 7:20:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    thank you, I am hoping Easter is good. My children are going to be loaded with candy. Today we did an early egg hunt at a local Recsue Horse Ranch. The simple rituals of the holiday are both peaceful and nostalgic. It shakes loose both the good and bad.
  1. Date: 3/29/2013 10:12:00 PM
    This was a second part, or a kind of conclusion to a question I had posed, in poem I wrote years ago "Three days Hence"