returning home
for my dear dad returning home, heavy heart pulled to the earth of beginning blossoms somehow spirit brings a lighter step viewing sugar magnolias, remembering how fathergifts are presented over years how the truest of tears encourage growth of flowers express my changing soul through dark damp days and flowered hours grief in layers, removed in time shiny sparkle of how he would like his loved ones to continue grateful and blessed---beyond the furthest shore echoes love shown in april green possible only where selfish lifts, allowing the truest of what oneness means- to be caught, & wholly seen