What We Cannot See

I'll never see you again

Because you've passed away

But your sacrifice seems even greater now,

Seen in the context of your life when it ceased.

Before all I saw were glimpses,

Just pieces of a puzzle

But now I can no longer see you,

All about you becomes more clear.

Your angry words were borne out of frustration, intelligence and sensitivity,

Not out of malice or venom.

That is why you always expeced to be forgiven,

Why your dark moods blew over quickly

And insults were never personally intended.

I see you now crying out for love,

Begging for understanding

In a world that largely misunderstood you.

I love you now

Because there is no longer any threat or fear of you,

I give you what I couldn't give you when I could see you . . . .

Unconditional love.

 

For my Father.