Bible Question (short): A poem I wanted to share. |
Question (full): Dedicated to my Brother, Sister and Father Sept. 5, 2002 WITHOUT EVEN A SOUND: IS THERE A PLACE TO CRY WHEN YOU FEEL SO EMPTY YOU JUST WANT TA DIE. YOUR FAMILY HAS GONE THROUGH SO MUCH AND YOU JUST WANT TO LOSE COMPLETE AND TOTAL TOUCH. THE REALITY YOU ONCE KNEW, HAS QUIETLY SLIPPED AWAY INTO AN ENDLESS STORMY SEA OF GRAY AND BLUE. THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE ARE NO LONGER THERE TO SHARE ALL THE JOY YOU USED TO SHARE. BUT YOU HAVE TO PRETEND YOU'RE O-Kay SO OTHERS CAN MAKE IT THROUGH THEIR OWN HELL IN A DAY. AND THEN WHEN YOU'RE ALL ALONE, YOU BEGIN TO THINK OF ALL THE THINGS YOU DIDN'T, BUT WANTED TO SAY. SO MANY TIMES YOU COULD HAVE SAID I LOVE YOU, BUT WITHOUT EVEN A SOUND YOU LET THOSE PRECIOUS MOMENTS CONTINUE. SO YOU DON'T WANT TO BE LEFT ALONE, YET YOU DON'T EVEN TALK ON THE PHONE. IN YOUR HEART YOU KNOW IT'S THEIR COURAGE YOU LACK. BUT WITH GRITTED TEETH YOU TURN YOUR FACE TO THE RAIN AND AS YOUR CHALLENGE IS LOST IN THE THUNDER, YOU SCREAM TO GOD, "I WANT THEM BACK! OH GOD, I JUST WANT THEM BACK!" YOU REMEMBER THEIR BEAUTIFUL FACES FULL OF HOPE AND LAUGHTER. THEN DEATH ENTERED THEIR EYES AND THEY BEGAN TO DREAM IN THE QUIET EVER AFTER. AT FIRST YOU JUST WANT TO JOIN THEM IN THEIR PEACEFUL SLEEP. NO MORE SORROW, NO MORE PAIN, NO MORE TEARS TO WEEP. BUT YOU CHOOSE TO KEEP GOING WALKING AROUND IN A DAZE. NOT REMEMBERING WORDS OF COMFORT OR KNOWING WHAT TO SAY. THEN YOU REMEMBER HOW THEY FOUGHT SO BRAVELY TO THE VERY LAST BREATH. EVEN THOUGH THEY KNEW THEIR OPPONENT DIDN'T PLAY FAIR AND THAT THEIR RIVAL WAS THE CLOAK OF DEATH. SO YOU DECIDE TO GIVE THEM THE HONOR THEY'RE DUE AND LIVE YOUR LIFE, AS THEY WOULD WANT YOU TO. YOU HOLD THEM CLOSE, SO VERY CLOSE TO YOUR HEART AND LIVE EVERYDAY MAKING A FRESH NEW START. BUT DEEP IN YOUR SOUL THE CLOAK TRIES TO MAKE YOU STUMBLE WITH DOUBT AND WORRY AND FEAR. YOU FIGHT THE STORM DEEP IN YOUR CHEST, AND YOU FEEL THE PIERCING STING OF ONE ANGRY TEAR. SO YOU SPIT IN THE FACE OF DEATH AND SHAKE YOUR FIST IN THE AIR! YELLING INSIDE AT THE TOP OF YOUR LUNGS ALL THE HATE THAT YOU CAN POSSIBLY BEAR. THEN YOU REMEMBER THEIR KINDNESS SO VERY, VERY SWEET, AND REMEMBER THEIR GENTILE NATURE, WITH A SMILE ALWAYS TO GREET. YOU REALIZE THE VICTORY IS REALLY THEIR'S TO CELEBRATE IN THE SILENT ECHO YOU'VE FOUND. AND LIKE THE POWER OF THE ROLLING THUNDER THEIR FAITH, COURAGE AND GOODNESS LIVE ON WITHOUT EVEN A SOUND, WITHOUT EVEN A SOUND. julie a. swofford |
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