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 . . . .
For my Father.