Nathanael James

Nathanael James Morlock

   December 31, 2006

God opened the door

and I glimpsed us traipsing forested paths,

your tiny hand clutching mine,

eyes atwinkle and joyous smile 

radiating off trees and illuminating clouds,

as robins serenaded us in blazing sunlight

and owls scolded by crackling campfire light.

What joy I envisioned us sharing!

Then He closed the door

and the embers’ glow ceased,

extinguished by the ocean of tears

dissolving my dream.

The songbirds fell silent

and dark sorrow engulfed me, 

exiling all joy.

For your tiny perfect fingers

would never clasp mine, 

and your shining eyes 

and beaming smile

would never dispel the harsh darkness.

I now wander this darker, quieter earth

saddened and confused,

but certain through faith

that you are not lost

but surrounded by joy 

we do not yet comprehend

but will one day share with you 

for eternity.