Heavenly Scrolls: In Memory of Mattie J.T. Stepanek.
I can not heave my heart into my mouth.Simply.
Such passion can not be compromised with words flowing from another's lips.
Breaths of genuine heartbreak trace my escape.
All the while, picking up the pieces of my betraying heart.
I promised I would not cry.
I should not.
What strength! What inspiration! What wisdom!
Flowing from a pen cradled in an angel's grasp.
Mattie, I did not know you and I am no different from the rest.
I am just one of the world you have captivated.
Eyes tracing the lines.
Angry at my tears for blurring my vision of your words.
Blessed upon the Earth to write those Heavenly scrolls.
But - all angels must return to the Gates.
Thank you for leaving us your wisdom.
But your love and innocence remains etched in my thoughts.
That music floods the soul.
"Mommy, listen, that's my heartsong."
Deep breaths can no longer control my emotion.
Thank you.
May your wisdom and memory live on.
Those words will forever resonate in me.
Poetry by Shas Ramlogan
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Written on 2006-06-21 at 02:27
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