First Born
I could not sleep that night . . .
alone
you made the awesome leap
between here and there.
Just past the last breath
your soul traversed infinity.
Did you cry out
or was no sound allowed?
I laid awake;
no prayer upon my lips,
my brain besieged by mindless things.
Why did I not sense
the passing of your spirit's sweetness
in the dark?
Faye Lanham Gibson
© 3-27-2014
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