They Are Yours…They Are Not Mine…;poetry; poem; prayer; Espíritu en Movimiento; Maritza Mészáros;

 

They are Yours…They are not mine…

That’s the thought that crossed my mind

when he turned and waved “Good-bye!”

and I said “Bye!”, left and smiled

 

I smiled while I felt some tears

running slowly down my cheeks

They stopped as fast as they started

As when you repair a leak

 

They are Yours…They are not mine…

The thought repeated itself

and I knew that was the truth

and standing in awe I prayed

 

I thanked You for all the years

that I had him by my side

For his tender and sweet hands…

For his love so deep and wide…

 

I thanked You for all the times

when I saw his big bright eyes

and I realized that his soul

would always soar the great skies

 

I thanked You because I felt

that peace that you can’t explain

Your peace…What a better gift…

No matter what happens next…

 

I thanked You for those few months

when You returned him to me

since he would never forget

what he had heard and had seen

 

I thanked You for being His Father

No matter of what he thinks

Your Spirit will guide him always

and will save him when he sinks

 

I thanked You for all Your patience

and for the comfort I felt

I thanked You for my 3 children,

asking You to keep them well

 

They are Yours…They are not mine…

That’s the thought that crossed my mind…

And while I finished my prayer

I looked at the sky and smiled

 

Irmo

January 10, 2015

6:30 a.m.