Peace After the Storm

(A dedication to the memory of my father)

With forehead pressed against yours

I focused on your breath,

The rise and fall of your chest.

I inhaled the man that you were  

Will always be…

Dad,

Granddad,

Hero.

We stood there at your bed

Hearts mingled with joy and sorrow

Faces damp with unending tears

Knowing today

the angels would take you away

We listened, Pandora played

An oh so fitting tune,

                    “The storm is over now.

                      No more sickness.

                      The storm is over now.”

And as the song faded

So did your pulse

As the music ended

A miracle took place

You transitioned  

Right before our eyes

So with forehead pressed against yours

I focused on your breath

The rise and fall of your chest

I inhaled the man that you were  

Will always be…

Dad,  

Granddad,

Hero.

                    “The storm is over now”

And there is peace.

Bishop Clarence G. Collins

Clarence G. Collins

1944 – 2012

2 thoughts on “Peace After the Storm”

  1. This is one of my favorite, probably because it’s about our father. I always tear up when I read it, but it’s still my favorite. SIP Bishop Clarence G. Collins

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