Creating this blog of poems created over a span of 38 years was given an impetus by a re-encounter with this poem. It is a special one for me. It felt like a message from my late wife Marianne. In this post I read the poem, and after the recording there is the poem’s text.
Our Journeys Home We have both been granted precious gifts Yes, both of us My great gift was you You were there for me At my time of greatest need You were my steadfast companion Through the trials of my life You walked with me on my last day As I walk with you now. As you listen to the birdsongs And feel the cool breeze this summer morning You are receiving a renewed call To our joint purpose To share our precious gift To honor what God has bestowed to us And tell our story of communion That we may comfort those in need That they may find peace On their journey home.