Return of Waves
by Dodie J Grant
Saturday, November 21, 2009
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This was a poem to my children. After my daughters death, my son and I would escape to a beautiful secluded beach to talk, reminisce and gather driftwood treasures.
I wrote this on my first trip back to that same beach after my son passed away in 2008.
Stormy skies meet thrunderous waves, crashing on the shore; Reminding me that trails in life yield Grace at Heavens door.
Tis memories of days gone past, where we once shared the sun. Gathering drifted treasures that the sea once claimed her own.
Impulsive tenures from our grief to play amongst the gulls;
A rhythmic calming backdrop shared before death had come to call.
Your ghost still wanders through the sands, united with her now. Promises made to both of you that I’d continue on somehow.
Tis not enough to reminisce a life so intertwined with you.
But breathe it in, like sifted grains of sands that form the dunes.
The skies are painted brilliant hues, reflection of Gods heart.
Then setting sun and rising moon, in a graceful dance of art.
My children play in heaven watching over me today.
The crashing waves remind me that we’re just a breath away.
This broken hearted mother, like waves upon the shore,
Will continue on a stormy path, til reunited at Heavens door.
We are but a moment, treasures limited by time.
With reluctant open hands and heart, you’re returned to God to shine.