The breeze is full of your Love.
I am hurrying and scurryng
Not allowing my self time to feel.
The preparing of the garden,
The raking of the lawn
Picking out the new blooms this year….
Makes your passing less real.
It tears at me that you are gone.
I focus my attention
On the task in front of me
I ask for love to cool my brow
I miss you so much in the garden.
I miss you so much now.
I miss you desperately.
I dry my tears
Get back to work
I hear the distant train.
“I love you my dear daughter
Here is a kiss upon the breeze.
Know that the garden is lovely
Give the other children a squeeze.
Tell them that I am healing here
I am sitting in the sun
I am basking in the Sunlight of the Spirit
I have my tea and sing my song.
I am so blessed
To have stood the test
It really is such fun
To actualize Soul’s desire
Reflected in God’s Holy Fire.”
I shake my head
For I heard the words
Spoken clearly in my heart.
I place the rake, hoe and the gloves
Give my back a stretch…..
In that moment
I receive
Your Love upon the breeze.
Thanks Mom
You always knew what I needed.
Thanks for the breeze.
Thanks for teaching me
God’s love was always
Waiting in the garden.
As I child,
It drove me wild
When you would send me out to weed.
I never knew at the time
That I was also taking out the weeds
Out of the garden of my heart.
I stand now my arms outstretched
Surrendered to the song of the Wind….
“Your Mother is always with you when you
Remember the lessons she taught.”
I walk in peace
Now less distraught
Thankful for the hug in the Wind.
