"she will find what is lost"

the painting i see every night before closing my eyes and every morning when i open them.   "she will find what is lost" by brian kershisnik

 

 sleeping

waking.

 

husband knows.

i'm still 

but awake.

our world is quiet

but theirs' is not. 

 

"they are talking to you."

i hear the smile in his sleep.

he knows.

"go,"

he says.

 

his words, that i can hear,

push me out of bed.

 

i'm coming.

i'm coming.  

 

 

 

i don't hear their voices

but i listen to the empty.

 

 

i don't feel their hands

but my head turns. 

 

i don't see them

but they help me to see.

 

guiding.

pointing.

hoping.

 

 

the world is asleep

while i am

 

seeking

searching

finding.

 

don't forget me.

 

remember,

remember me.

tell my story.  

 

i will,

help me to find it. 

and i do.

 

don't forget him

says the mother cradling a baby.

 there

there

look there.  

 

she knows

where. 

she points

i turn.

her whole hope based on

one line.

one record.

she guides,

i find.

there.

her son.

"infant, boy."

 

 

there are more.  

they are

crowding

waiting

pleading.

 

 

i am

praying

typing

reading.

 

 

seeking

seeking

seeking

 

 

 

my ears strain in the darkness

my fingers pray across the keyboard

my hope bigger than the task.

 

 

 

a picture appears before me

 

my heart swells

with joy,

with recognition?

with peace.

 

 

i found you.

i found you.

 

 

i feel the echo. 

 

 

you found me.

you found me.

 

 

 

 --tim's 5th great aunt, from scotland, a preacher's wife who loved to sit with her husband before the fire in the evenings.--

--and the list of babies, not ever pictured, who i have been blessed to find.

 

 

Comments

[Joan]

love it!

[Lani]

SO beautiful.

[Heather]

It sounds like she was a beautiful lady both inside and out. I am sure you will rejoice together when you have the opportunity to meet on the other side of the veil.

[cari]

Thank you, Brook.

[Olivia]

Oh wow, Brook. This is just... wow... I wish I had a better word than that but this is just lovely. "Fingers praying across the keyboard". Sister friend, you are amazing!