"Violets"

"Violets" (November 2014)

(in memory of Gabrielle Swainson)


cradled by such careful hands
a violet in bloom
unfolding into everlasting;
time becomes the womb.

an angel singing songs of hope
to hearts that will ignite,
a melody of rising suns
has turned to candlelight

the agony of uproot
after countless tender cares,
such pain of the begotten lost
recall another shares.

the rains have fallen fiercely
but you never weep alone,
a violet – barley visible –
waits just beyond this bow

gravity is gone now;
she was always meant to soar,
so bloom into eternity
yes, bloom forevermore.

Tyné Freeman