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Beyond the Starlit Sky – In Memory of……

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Last night I looked up at the sky and it seemed

So much brighter while the earth below dimmed

All the more.

 

It’s happening again, somebody has gone on

 

Somewhere deep inside my soul cries

As my mind takes me through the raindrops/

Sunshine of yesterday’s dreams, memories

Of what could have been only if………..

 

They say it’s all a part of living – dying that is

They say he/she’s in a better place – just beyond reach

I stretch my arms, I lift my voice, can you hear me?

If only I had……I should have……I could have…….

I didn’t know……….Maybe it’s that I never took

The time to find out….and so grief hangs heavy

 

Sadness blankets my world.

 

It’s happening again, somebody has gone on

 

Somewhere I got stuck, caught up in all

That history, all this living/dying, got me

Downright  tired

 

And it’s happening again, somebody has gone on

 

That file of remembrances gets larger and larger

As the days, weeks, months, years go by

Signaling that my time could be soon –  prayerfully

Not today

 

I’m dying inside trying to live.

If only I had paused just long enough

To celebrate the victories – if only we could see

Beyond the defeats. Teach us to number our days

To make every day count to make every moment

A celebration – just breathe.

 

Sometimes we need to ask

The hard questions, to look beyond the

Superficial pleasantries that don’t mean anything

 

Somewhere just beyond my reach where the

Skies are brighter, where all the heaviness is gone

There waits the brightest stars, there waits that

Place we call home that place of song and celebration,

That place where joy is endless where dreams are

Reality and time is extended and extended and

Extended more and more

 

But today,

It’s happening again, somebody has gone on ……..

Blanket my world sad.

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4 Responses

  1. Beyond The Starlit Sky.. for me your finest poem yet. I would write more but i cant stop crying.

  2. “Beyond the Starlit Sky”. I just read it again. I think it’s one of your best. A good poem/story is supposed to elicit emotions in the reader. This one never fails.

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