Was it an angel’s wings I saw spreading Was is it the Milky Way She lived her life in water; and she’s there In her perfect Death. Never taking a single breath. Never felt the warmth of the Sun. or the touch of my kiss Perfect in her Death. Alone but never alone. Loved. Expected. Needed. Anticipated. Perfect In her death. Perfect In her Life. Ever loved in our hearts Never in our arms. Why? The tapestry is incomplete. Broken. How can it not be flawed? So perfect in her Death. Floating down. Sinking through I touch her and cannot feel her. I need her and cannot want her. I love her yet cannot know her. Where is the perfection in this? How is His Will here, Now? A flash of light. A Sense of Insight Where is the lesson? How do I learn? Why do I yearn to see her here Feel her in my arms How can my heart open and love…and break so easily? Gentle little girl, where did you go? When will I meet you? How will I know you? Grace— Where’s the Grace in this? Lord—Show me what I need to know— Which way do I turn? How will I know Your path? Lived all your life in water Now you rest there. Please. Keep me safe. Give me strength Wrap your tiny fingers around mine. Just once So I can tell you I love you. Again.