Of Fears and Thankfulness
Lines of dreams.
Inside the dream
I hold us close
though fear the passing
of our smiles.
Soon it will be like yesterday
never was, like all our
waiting and despair will be only
a mild memory left behind.
Soon you will be proud of your life
and know the taste of mercy in all
its natural splendour.
And I myself, with child, with you,
want us only to remain as close as
these nine years have brought us,
blending as a black cat with the darkness.
And though we both have lost irreplaceable loves,
both have felt the thunderbolt of death, on our knees,
beneath God’s greatness, there will be only sunshine
for a while, a coming out with sorrow in one hand
and beautiful faith in the other. I see the plan:
We will welcome in
the good change and move into the future
like two inseparable fireflies, each dependent
on the other’s flickering light.
Copyright © 2000 by Allison Grayhurst
Published in “Eskimo Pie” May 2017
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