For Nahara

I miss my sweet girl.
I knew she existed before
my body could tell the tale.
She was a force of life
not to be overlooked.
Her energy was as a
thousand suns.
I prayed in her presence
with sacred Words.
She who visited me in dreams
speaking with smiling lips.
Waking feeling the warmth
of her on my lap, in my arms.
She for whom I waited
ten years.

I miss my sweet girl.
I knew she left me
before science could tell the tale.
The force of her life departed
with quiet gratitude.
The warmth of a thousand suns
went with her leaving a lingering
memory of her physical existence.
All 3 centimeters of her captured
along with the memory of her beating heart
hangs on the kitchen fridge.
A loving memento of her
being here for even the briefest of moments.
I pray in her absence
with sacred Words.

I miss my sweet girl.
 We will be reunited
when I leave this place.
 She is with me still
and only my happiness will
allow me to honor her.
She is the sacrifice
that has spurned my heart
to overcome fear and doubt.
The only true path
forward is to fulfill acts of service
that bring meaning to the space
that was created for her in my life.
I pray with her in the breaths
of my heart and the light of my soul
with sacred Words.

My daughter of light.
My sweet Nahara.

These Little Moments

For a moment in time your heart beat with mine
Between and on our moving hearts I knew love
I knew you
For a moment in time your soul lived with mine
In intimate communion we shared of ourselves
I knew you
For a moment in time you knew my very intimate truth
You knew that I long for completeness in service to Him
You knew me
For a moment in time you became a dream made real
You who visited in dreams come into reality
You knew me
For a moment in time I mothered you
For a moment in time you were mothered
A sacred moment intimately shared