With head lightly bowed and a prayer in our heart, can we see beyond the barrier where the vanished have gone? If I could sing a song designed to bring them home, or perhaps to take me there, what song would I sing? What words would hold the secret?
If I could sing a song to bring my father back, if I could lower my head and concentrate and discover something more than a thought or memory, or if I could touch his shoulder the way I did the evening he died and have him smile; what song would bring him home?
If I could go where he went and somehow come back, I would begin to pack. If I could go now, I would go. If I knew the words to the song that races across the dark and says 'come home', I would sing with all the voice I could find. I would sing today. With rain pelting my roof as I think, and thoughts of what was lost, I would sing with tears in my eyes and a catch in my throat, yet I would sing fully and with all I could find, if I could bring him home.
For the children that died young, I would sing the song.
For the peace seeking fallen soldiers, of any nationality, I would sing the song.
For the store clerk in the wrong place at the wrong time, I would search for the lyrics to bring them home.
Is there no song? No song I could sing that would change the path, and bring them back to their mothers, fathers and friends? Is there a song for my funeral, if I went away? Would you sing my song for me, if I left the words behind?
If I went away, what would I sing? Would I sing a song to bring you across to me?
Would you sing a song for me? Could we sing a song from either side that filled a universe of dark? Could we sing a song that moved us back and forth from what was, to what might be?
If I went away, would I find the words to sing for you? Would you sing for me?
If I Went Away?
If I could sing a song to bring my father back...
4 comments:
It's better where he is than here. Why would you wish it so?
My reasons are purely selfish. He is probably sitting on the other side laughing and thinking no way would he answer any song I sang.
That is a good thing but, I'd still like to have him in my life for just one more moment.
Cathy, I can't seem to find you. I hope all is well in your world. I don't know if you are checking this blog or not.
I called my father to a dream once. You might try that and see if it works for you. While driving home from dinner one evening, I spoke out loud to my father and asked him to come to me in a dream. It worked.
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