One day you may wake up
with a stone where your heart
once was.
This stone may feel, for a moment,
solid and comforting, but later,
not too much later,
this stone will begin to feel
cold and heavy,
oh so heavy.
If you can, dear one,
reach in and take out
the stone.
If you are afraid,
or simply used to its presence
there in your chest,
think of me smiling my love
and lifting the stone out
and away from you.
Picture my eyes singing
with yours as we watch the light
whoosh into your chest.
See how we dance
as your new heart grows
out of all this light.
You are a wonderful mother, friend, sister, daughter. This really encapsulates your essence.
Posted by: Mark | 06/26/2012 at 07:39 PM
Thanks, Pal.
Posted by: Kim | 06/27/2012 at 03:37 PM