Poetry, we write poems

heal thyself

we write poems thursday prompt no 27: healing
photo:  by Cuba Gallery – Now on Twitter!, flickr

..when i saw this unbelievably beautiful photo, psalm 23 came to mind, ..” the lord is my shepherd i shall not want, he maketh me to lie in green pastures…”

first we held hands
not so much for her
possibly more for me

am i in heaven yet?

we sat silent for awhile
she was slowly slipping away
forgetting where she was

am i in heaven yet?

clutching heavenly clouds
entertaining existential eternity
in the silence of tv chatter
not wanting her to go

am i in heaven yet?

ms barbara brow past away this morning, we are grieving… though excited for her, as believers, absent from the body is present with the lord….

Standard