Sunday, February 26, 2012

In hospital

Stormcloud bubbles;
boils black against the moon.
Clouds race, light dims and fades.

The moonglow thins to yellow candleflame of light
stuttering in the dark storm- shredded shadows of the night.

I have watched you from a distance teeter on the edge of life.

I have feared for life's fragility
but felt the deep resilience of love.

I have seen the father-love of God
expressed in human form by parents I am proud to know.

I know however deep the cloud or dark the storm
the moon still shines a beacon in the dark;
as love illuminates our fear
and makes us hope anew. 

(c) A Mc N

It is hard to have a grandchild live so far away, harder still when they are seriously ill. But neither love nor faith  diminish with distance. And he is recovered fully now!   


Blogger Susannah said...

Your descriptions reflect the difficult emotions so vividly.

I am so glad that all was well. x

9:26 AM  
Blogger Graham@Pengam said...

Thank you Alistair, blessings for the future.

2:19 PM  

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