Esker

served
arrived
and done

and your return
for duties served
a cherry box
a home
deserved

to mask the stretch
of cold and pain
the sun returns
to warm
again
seems unjust unfair
the heartaches wrench
as spring arrives
to mark the bench
erase our prints
of where we walked
in mud and strain
our joy
now pain

yet life returns like
spring like green
to battles scarred
and cares renewed
a new love found
to join our brood

and if we think
that death is rest
and final end
the one last breath
at least the life
of love thats lost
lives on in us
that lives and walks
and in the spirit
of exchange
that not replaces
but only gains
memory lives
of those remembered
then
for those who
feel the threshold
of the waves
that fall upon the
endless beach
like grains of sand
and precious
shells
while we be carried
in the hearts
when we too
take our time
and felled
by mortal hand
to rest upon
immensities
stand....


(written for the one dog we all loved
and for those two leggeds whom
I never grieved...and those too
whom await at the door of perceptions
axiom...and for our new puppy who
needed a home...the bridge abutements
that perilous load and view the magic
of the tranverse...Belief...)