Remembering My Dad

You silently live in my subconscious as I sleep, buttressing my optimism. When I awake, I am surprised by a major miracle— I am the essence of your smile. Inexplicably, your voice like ripe, sun warmed fruits resonates inside my head and beats my heart like a drum, consuming me softly and gently. Your presence is palpable like the tides in the sea; never ending. You touched me with artistic splendor and I will pour out everything inside me so that your memory will be fortified. Dad, you left me your music written with notes of benevolence. You are the eternal flame inside me that causes every cell to twinkle like starlight. Death is no enemy, but the foundation of gratitude, sympathy, and art. Your love will linger long after the wind has erased your footprints from the universe.