The one time I stood
Still in your shadow
Has passed from here
To where we are now.
So now no longer does
the seventh day draw
Our hands together
Yet, still we remember.
Today you stood still
In silent celebration
And stuttered sorrow
While your knees supported
A frame that followed
Your walking feet, guided
By spirit, for the mind
Was watching the motion
Of a grey world wander
Away. And your mouth
Spoke though your
Tongue still sat in
The cavern waiting to
Communion with the thoughts
That no longer guided it.
A smile was shared in
Your moment of sorrowful
Celebration while still
Lay the body of
The mother soul now
Singing songs at the
Palace of promise.
She goes and awaits
Eternal reunion knowing
Of our brief reunion,
Retouching the embers
Of a briefly blazing
Moment that burns in
My mind, the friends
That became from such
A short sentence still
Stand shadow upon sand
Watching the sun set
Behind the hills. My
Eyes open; I look to
The time when we may speak
Again – away for a while,
While eternity awaits our
Still standing shadows.
-Dakin 9/25/93
