For Kenia & Maria
Think about me, at night, when you’re the last one awake
And all the loves you take for granted are sleeping within arm’s reach.
Imagine me, behind your eyes, as you hold what you want most,
And greet the ghost of me in your dream world like a familiar friend.
Pray for me, as you thank God for the ones who need you
And for the one who freed you from your loneliness and searching.
I think about you.
Your life brushed up against me and encircled me and I was a child in its arms.
The hug ended
And I kept reaching
For something bigger than your little life of kindness and love to envelop me.
Like a crumbling tower I collapsed into the everlasting arms of eternity.
Remember me as the one with the awkward embrace
And the metallic face, rusted over from too much time in the rain.
Come to me with your greatness, with your service, in the morning
After a night of yearning and we will eat as one to end the hunger.
Think about me, at night, when you’re the last one awake,
And you recall the ache you felt in me when we brushed together.