Poetry: "The Threshold"

With Time

Living past and beyond
people who raised you
is sad and at times, dire

Their essence falls into the universe
They become a memory

How do you keep them alive in people’s minds?
How do you let people know of their time here?
How do you tell people what they believed in?
How do you tell their stories to inspire others?

I’m learning

A testament to them
A way of honoring them
A way to keep them close

To Ask

Is this how you’d do it?
Is this what you believed?
Is this what you want?

Their voice will usher along the whisper of the winds
Telling you
Their truths will resonate in your soul
It will shake you
It will tap you
It will hold you

I wait

Along this threshold listening for their voice
Urgings from them - now, then, and beyond.

December 24, 2011

January 5, 2013