Poetry
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Reflections From Life Itself
Love On A Moonbeam
I was mesmerized by the notion, in looking at the moon at night, that Missy could somehow also see that same moon from her vantage point. While not at all workable as a theological thesis, it somehow brought comfort to this dad's broken heart, and remained one of the unshakeable images held dearly throughout many years.
This poem was borne of that thought, of the moonbeam itself
carrying with it the love between a father and a daughter, maybe akin to Jacob's ladder bringing
connection between the earthly and the spiritual realms.
Love On A Moonbeam
Two loves danced on a moonbeam
Soft with dew's
Angelic caress,
Softer still with a love grown
Strong and true, a
Time-woven anointed love,
Mysterious
Beautiful peace
Eternal.
Tender heavenly embrace.
Two loves.
—SRB - December 12, 2002
Remembering Missy
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