Softly and suddenly
images of heavenly
filled me up
with gratitude, with joy
A scene from memory played back
but with an overlay of richness
overwhelming me with sweetness
of your being, of our being then, together
And it wasn’t sad – it wasn’t
as if those memories lived in the past –
they were not gone –
they radiated present tense,
they give me more
right in my here and now, and more –
they give me you.
©Wendy Mulhern
February 25, 2021
I wish today’s poem could be in the book……
It does tell a new experience of the healing process… but where would it go? An epilogue?