Your sister waits… your mother waits… your father waits…
I would have held you for as long as you wanted – given you all your favorite things,
With a small body and beating heart. Everything you did was just right.
The universe wrapped around your soul, connected directly to God.
I saw you. I met you. In the deserts with white endless sands and pitch black skies, I saw your red glowing eyes and your pink body.
You were holding your sister’s hand. The two of you were together, but there was only one. Later I saw you, a grown man. You were taller than me and going to college. I saw your light brown hair. Were your eyes brown or blue? You were smiling.
Like a phantom you lack permanence. They cut you out and placed your mortal body into the box. You came from darkness and darkness returned. Was it cold? You were so warm once. I felt my hands stretch forward, tendrils of intention reaching, reaching…
I could never reach you. A moment of Earth and sky lasting forever. I’ve lived forever between the teeth. Can not one moment be spared for you? You were cut from existence and I just wanted to hold you. I wanted to tell you that you were wanted. I just wanted you to know so badly that you were wanted. Why did you have to be alone at the end before the beginning?
You could have done nothing wrong.