In the Land

In the land of tomorrows

I cannot find you there

Until my last one

when we will finally hug once again.

In the land of today

my being cries out as

I seek a glimpse

in the illusive breeze,

desperate to feel

perhaps you are still somehow here.

Finding only space and tears

I seek your face,

your smile,

your laugh.

My soul refuses to let go.

Connection so intricately intertwined

cannot easily be undone

even by death.

Enveloped by quietness and detested calm

cohabitating with cacophony and chaos and uncontrollable ache

as grief rages even after surrender

In the land of yesterday

is where I find you

Memories palpitate…

Your first heartbeat began in my womb

Your last ended in my arms

Oh the blessed moments in between!

During sunny moments of my soul

though few and fleeting

I see you skipping on the other

side of my last tomorrow.

I see your face,

your laugh,

your smile

Unencumbered and unrestrained

Just as you were in our yesterdays.

All that has changed is which side

of eternity each resides

It is a flat line, a last breath, a final heartbeat

that separates me from you.

It is a chasm, an inconceivability, an anguished reality

that separates you from me.

In the land of today I will hold tightly to our yesterday

Time dare not steal one single expression or smile or embrace

And I will see you again

In the land of my last tomorrow