Sitting listening to Tavener
Composer for the Heavenly realms
My eyes turning inward
desperately trying to see inside my head
As if called by eternity itself-to observe my vision…
Seeing my once still-born daughter
now a young girl clutching her grandmother’s hand
Both clothed in pure white garments-without spot or blemish
I knew they were here-seeing them only in my mind
For that great chasm separates, Time-Dimension-Purity…
Holding out my hand to her
True Love the bridge
She held it tight, staring just being
Shrouded in light…
Before turning to leave with her Grandma
who was happy content at peace
I’ll wait for you Daddy
I’ll wait for you to Joey…
With those words, my eyes filled with baptismal tears
Knowing I would see them both again, in another place-another age…
Something happened to me today
Just an ordinary cold December Tuesday
Yet inside I felt warm- redeemed
Knowing I must carry on walking my path of destiny
Knowing things will never be quite the same…………………..
M C Bolton December 2020 @MarkCBolton1