Reflections from an Angel Son

©2020 Susan Noyes Anderson

image by Ralf Skirr on Unsplash

A breeze as gentle as can be
rises above the northern sea,
slips beyond a starry sky,
brushes him with a wishful sigh.
It ruffles softly through his hair,
dusts lilting bits of sweetness there,
each dear, familiar melody
awash in love and memory.

A gust of feeling lights a flame
and almost he can hear his name,
a warm caress, his mother’s tone:
“Fly home to me, my child; fly home.”
And so he sails on stardust wings
with all the love that heaven brings,
back to a world where grief and pain
assail her soul in endless rain.

Pale moonlight frames his mother’s face.
She stands in reverence, touched by grace,
wrapped up in sorrow, mourning him …
his presence lost, her vision dim.
Tender, his spirit circles round
infusing her with hope unbound
and sings to her an angel’s song
of joy, enduring on and on.

Whispering words into her ear,
soft secrets only she can hear,
he shares the longing of his heart
for days when they need never part.
A smile lights up her eyes at last.
Their time together nearly past,
he thanks her for his life on earth
and for the blessing of his birth.

She reaches with a mother’s hands.
“You’re here.” Ah, yes. She understands.
He wants so much to linger there,
extend this answer to her prayer.
But heaven always calls him home;
again, he leaves her all alone.
His heart entreats, “Be well. Hold me
in spirit and in memory.”

She does. Her love will never cease
(nor will his flights to bring her peace)
until their souls can reunite
and live forever in God’s light.
Lifted by faith, she finds a way
to carry him through every day.
He watches her with angel eyes,
and when she falls too far, he flies.

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If this poem resonated with you, you might also enjoy reading its prequel, Homecomings and Goings. Find more poems about grieving and loss here.

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