Poem: Of Pure Light

In a parallel universe of memory 
Love’s eternity holds 
life and time together 
We’re miracles of light
light and salt water beings
sealed by God’s thumbprint
made in the image of good.

Living’s mysterious journey 
through broad and narrow paths
seeking and finding 
the most precious treasure 
cannot be measured—-Love 
‘Twinkle, twinkle little star
how I wonder what you are’
We’re traveling to reach
God’s Kingdom of stars
hope of heaven is our navigator 
overcoming earth’s state of amnesia.

Memories are time capsules 
medicine for loneliness 
I’ve saved mine like rose petals
my heart is balmed with them 
loneliness is not my friend 
life feels stark without 
the past’s moments of wonder
I collect them in my memory’s mirror
like a firefly lamp 
sparkling a pathway home

Fireside warmth glinting 
a mantel wall of shimmering stones
silvered gold mica flecks 
like earthborn galaxies 
The wood smoke hearth’s aromatic 
scenting past our rose-lined driveway 
Father’s red and grey flanneled cosy
in autumn falling leaves swirling 
twirling red yellow green golden 
the tree stump he chopped 
with forever standing axe 
like an arrow on a bullseye

Sweet crackling sparks scent winter jackets and stiff gloves frosted 
with crystal snowflake lace
Jeweled amber yams crinkled silver 
Mother is smiling and singing cocooning the nuggets with adoration 
double wrapped in warmth 
she’s knitting our home together 
immortalizing our moments special 
everything about her is precious 
she was the best, a natural alpha
but she placed herself last 
for our sake, she held us up with joy

Why do certain thoughts remain?
these moving photographs 
sweetly stain my recollection 
they’re sculptured stories 
like permanent books
in my memory’s brain
like an ongoing sampled recording 
fargone voices like music
rewind the springtime green again
buttercups shining with the wind
dizzing dandelion seeds and tiny 
purple blue wild flowers climbing.

If only I could time travel
I would stay and never go
I’ve wandered far and I know
there’s nothing better
no other grace or perfect space
there’s no other place like home
Mother and Father blamed themselves waiting for me to return 
to their innocent haven
their loyalty blankets my miseries
forgives me deeply
though their grace is undeserved 
their wonderland forest
snowfalls my memory 
soundlessly lullabies my regrets
the joys and sorrows 
I can never forget

Crystalline sorrow beautified
dreamscaped moment
velvet miraged home 
encased like a wonder globe 
eternally safe
furlined childhood
Thumbelina pink quilted snowsuit
purrs like a sleeping bag  
pressed with snow angels

Treasure house of found marbles
Walnut sized suitcase of miracles
I can never return
so I roam through life on earth 
like a pretend ghost
fake smiling and wiping away my fears
Until this ongoing struggle ends
each chapter seems to grow longer
in this epic orphan story
I’m so homesick 
for their unconditional
protection and compassion 
complete acceptance and encouragement 
Their pride for me seams together 
and everlasting rope
while I’m cliff hanging

Through their eyes
I’m cloaked with rose garlands
as if I were a unrecognized prize
undeserved confidence in me
resurrected my faith eventually 
I was lost in a gamble
but they placed all bets on me
spent their steadfast love
on a prodigal child 
a longshot pony of purebred horses
a waterfall runaway 
streaming tears down the raceway

Diamond thawed hard won tears
golden lungs sore from crying
Don’t come this way Red Riding Hood 
“stay gold” and curious
your bleeding heart is good
but plagued with deviled potions
misled intentions 
tarot and iching lies
that a soothsayer spells 
will romance you to hell
and devour your innocence 
don’t fall into their slavery

A muscled river bears 
a cross of thorns 
sorrow ring of thunderstorms
song of mourning orphans
tricked by wolves 
naive trust betrayed 
wounded healer fable 
fades away to blurred gray 

Reject those holograms 
pierce their vampire charm
encase their lovesick harm
shatter their handsome 
trick mirrored allure
their promises were actually curses
they perplexed themselves 
with self-worship  
cast off their worthless knavery
Reclaim your original goodness 
God-empowered with true discerning 
unveiled comprehension

Grace will mend the seemingly 
endless solitude and friendlessness
all of this momentary abandonment will someday end my friend
Grace knows your needs uniquely 
covers your shame discreetly 
returns you back home 
sweetly cleansed 
like a newborn star

Safe again in your mother’s arms singing twirling hands joined together creating a circle dance
spinning together like a universe 
a laughing summertime carousel 
smiling tears streaming bright
silent joy in God’s fountain 
of pure Light