He Can No Longer Turn Back

My father’s light is gone,
Traveling well past
Whatever we can fathom
Present state of flesh
Holds us hostage
To flesh earth
Limiting our mind view
Three-dimensional 
Limitation

Dad, travels now
A true wayfarer,
Not like a Fuller Brush salesman,
But footloose, casual,
Heavenly one,
He can no longer turn back
In no way tied
The curtain of pain falls upon us
For we cannot fathom 
Or understand
Fully yet



Written April 27, 2019
Contest: Verses of Metaphors 3
Prompt: The Curtain of Pain Fell Upon Us
Sponsor: Lu Loo
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Bangalee Avatar
April 28, 2019 at 6:13 AM
beautiful, heart touching poem
Krutsinger Avatar
April 28, 2019 at 8:18 AM
Thank you Mahtab; he left this earth seven years ago today, but I sense him often, and when I smell his flannel shirt, he is right back here.
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