The Veil

My wonderful husband passed into spirit almost two years ago. It has been a challenging two years for all of us. This poem takes a different stance on death for it is written from the point of view of my husband in spirit …


The veil

I gaze beseechingly upon you my love,

With no mere mortal gaze, nor eyes no longer sapphire blue,

I see your tears cascade,

Deep oceans ebb in rhythm with

Your yearning heart so pure, so true.

I touch, so gently, reaching for that face forlorn,

With no mere mortal hand, nor fingers earthly tangible,

I feel your heart awash with grief,

The wind is wildly howling, singing of your heart so full.

I hear, so clearly, whispering back in gossamer tones,

With no mere mortal ears, nor strident voice of earthly throes,

I sing your sounds, I hear your pain,

My every word a delicate flower, a pure white rose.

I wait, tenderly, just beyond the veil, my dear,

With no mere mortal heart, only devoted soul,

My Love, the heart-told language in this other realm,

Communion, reunion, two eager hearts at last made whole.

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