SONG OF HEALING LIGHT

Was that your voice, dear one,

last night I heard

or bird

from some enchanted world of dream-like

scope

where mysteries, where marvels yet

might be?

Tell me

was that your song

or my heart’s hope

Sometimes in deep unfathomed

realms of sleep

we keep memories of love and loss interred

If songs do wind from reaches

unmetered wide

from tide

of stars that was your song

each lyric word

No dream could ever conjure

such delight:

the night

so strangely still save only

that sweet sound

that woke within the dark

a sunlight glow

a flow

of morning’s healing light

and joy profound

#memorialday