One Last Breath
Our days flowed,
Seeming an endless river,
But then, alas,
Our mortality struck,
As it were, a fatal blow,
Bringing forth our parting.
The waters halted,
And I was left by the shore,
Watching,
Hardly credulous,
As the chariot lifted you high,
High to the throne of God.
And I,
I gaze, longingly, after you.
I feel you in the breeze,
Behold you in a mirror, darkly,
And miss your gentle touch,
Though your voice echoes on every breeze,
I stand transfixed,
As at the parting of the
Passover Sea.
Remember and remember
Our days,
The River,
And our promise,
Endless prayer, endless promise, endless life,
As I draw, and you behold, one last breath,
An everlasting breath.
Our endless prayer,
Promise and fulfillment.
Endless life,
And now,
With Our Lord
Holy, endless, Breath.
Copyright Joann Nelander 2020
Be Holy! 