I began writing this poem one year after the death of my oldest child in '93. So It was '94 . Then in one of my moves a couple of years ago, I lost it and finally found it like some thirteen years later to the day.Coincidence ? or fate? I read it and thought back over how I had changed in all these years and decided to add a lighter note to the end of the piece. And I changed a few things from the original but I think I like this version just as well.
" From Darkness to Light"
Jaws, tearing at my flesh,
as pieces fly into the wind.
Teeth, ripping at my breast,
blood dripping from his maw.
Snakes slither through empty skulls,
that once held eyes with tears.
All love and joy stollen.
alone through the years.
As blood pours from my veins,
I see a single ray of light.
I ask it "Why?"
" Why was she taken from my sight?"
With a hideous cackle,
unknown to human ears.
"It's the payment of Karma,
ecrewed through the years.
You were a fool to think,
that we would work for free.
Even in the spirit world,
you must pay a fee."
Flash of flame,
heated fire.
" Do not dispair,
you will have all you desire."
The pain of death,
worse than a punch.
I never knew ,
that I could love so much.
The loss of ,
any child.
Will drive the sane,
nearly half-wild.
Thirteen years have come and gone,
and the years have brought me to this place.
Of all the things I would have done,
once more to see her face.
Take this life,
for all it's worth.
All of the sadness,
all of the mirth.
Rosemary, Mugwort,
Hyssop and Thyme.
I need something,
to take away the pain tonight.
Flash of lightning,
brings on the rain.
Here comes the damn,
nightmares again.
Let the sadness,
mold you stronger.
As they say," What doesn't kill you,
makes you live longer."
Here's some things ,
that you should know.
To love, to create,
to teach and to know.
I feel her spirit on the wind,
no other spirit would have that smell.
She comforted me,
when I wasn't well.
Crawled back from insanity,
out of the crevice's jaws.
A triumphant Polar Bear,
with prey in my claws.
Shaken and alone,
lost and undone.
I prayed to the Goddess,
and the bright shining one.
Silver strands,
of silky Moon light.
Guide my soul,
in the inky ,
dark of the night.
Never give up,
don't let your soul die.
Wake up and realize,
there's so much more to life.
Make the right choices,
the right ones for you.
The Goddess will guide you,
in all that you do.
Written By: Ruth Anna Brown- Weems
Copy Right, All rights reserved July 4th 2006
