Saturday, November 17, 2007

Vaya Con Dios

His eyes are far above my line of sight
But his smile reaches down to my tiny hands
I love him now - even when I cannot say
Words I have not learned

Time flows swiftly - His eyes draw ever nearer to my gaze
His hands grow ever smaller next to mine
His love - the one thing that doesn't change
As the shine wears from his smile

He has been waiting, knowing it will come
Patient for when it finally gets here

I always thought it would make it easier
Knowing when the darkness is coming for you

But now my life is but cloudy
It isn't here, but it comes
Ever so swiftly in time paused
Its shadows silently descends

His eyes do not meet mine - My gaze now drops far below the horizon
And perhaps they never shall they again
For peacefully he seems prepared
To go where I cannot follow


Gracefully the world stops spinning
Tears strike the dust to which he slowly returns;
Life remaining seems slower than a hearbeat
Quieter than an unsung song

Vaya con Dios