the earth mourned for you
this morning
yesterday
you were gone without warning
today
was full of shattered showers
I already miss you
but I refuse to bring you flowers
you’re worth more than clichés

I fell numb
when I got the call
the ground hard and wet
drifting into the rainfall
soaking as I watch the world turn
gray skies blanketed my soul
I’ll never stop
telling the story of ole
you’ll live on within me

petrichor, a sweet aroma
water up to my ears
climbing to my nose
covered in all my tears
I’m not fighting it
not caring when
or where I am
and then
                      black

and suddenly
I feel the water wash away
and I hear a voice whisper
“it wasn’t supposed to be this way”
peace crashes over me
steadying my ceased heartbeat
He holds out His hand
and then I’m on my feet
standing under a canopy of green

hand in hand, we walk
strolling on streets of gold
stopping to smell the roses
and to harvest the marigolds
He turns as says
“this is my perfect design”
and joy fills my soul
“I’ll come back for you in no time”
so patiently I’ll wait

without a newfound wisdom i know what i'm to do i will stand with courage and love those scarred in black and blue because i have tasted the honey and i've drank from the well to share my story of my rescue from hell and of Him in white