Cry Not
By Louis Brletich

HE SITS HIGH UP ON A HILL,
LOOKING OUT OVER THE LUSH GREEN VALLEY BELOW
AS THE WARM SUMMER SUN BLESSES
HIS BODY WITH IT'S LOVING WARMTH,
MAKING HIM SMILE IN HIS PLEASURE,
IS HIS SOUL SAFE?
INDEED IT IS,
HE SEES A SOARING EAGLE,
PROUD AND MAJESTIC IN IT'S FLIGHT,
AND HE SMILES AT THE THOUGHT OF WINGING ON THE WINDS SO HIGH,
IS HIS MIND HEALTHY?
CERTAINLY,
HIS ATTENTION TURNS,
FROM AIR OF FLIGHT,
TO GROUNDING FIGHT.
HE SPIES A FAMILY OF PRAIRIE DOGS,
TWISTING AND TUMBLING ABOUT IN THEIR PLAY,
THE MOTHER STANDS GUARD AGAINST HARM
THAT MAY COME THEIR WAY.
BUT THE LITTLE ONES CARE NOT,
FOR THEY ARE RELISHING IN THEIR YOUTH.
THE BOY COVERS HIS MOUTH AS HE GIGGLES
NOT WANTING TO LOSE THE MOMENT,
IS HIS SOUL HAPPY AND FILLED WITH LOVE?
MOST ASSUREDLY IS THE CASE,
CRY NOT WEEPING MOTHER,
FOR HE IS SAFE,
CLUTCHED IN THE ARMS OF THE FATHER
AT THE GATHERING HE IS CONTENT.
FOR THE HILL HE SITS UPON IS NOT OF OUR PLACE,
BUT THAT OF HIS THOUGHTS
AS HE LOOKS BACK ON WHAT WAS HIS LIFE.
A LIFE FILLED WITH PLEASURE, HOPE AND JOY,
THE QUALITIES OF LOVE,
CRY NOT WEEPING MOTHER,
DO NOT DWELL ON THE LOSS,
BUT ONLY TAKE HEART AND BE HAPPY IN YOUR SOUL
FOR THE LOVE YOU HAVE SHOWN TO
HIM,
DURING HIS TIME ON EARTH HE
NOW RETURNS TO YOU.

To Dana and her family. May she again find the peace and
happiness that only such a loss could take away.
Heed to the words, for I feel in my heart they speak the truth.

 

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