A chink opened up this morning Between gunmetal gray clouds Shining a ray of sunlight down Upon me Here safe in my little home
I awake slowly Coiling and uncoiling Unravelling
I rise slowly after some hour or so To memories of what you and Mum did give me Dad Over those 3 months in hospital Pinned to the bed You came with food and a little bottle of wine every night I needed a hug though
There was so much unsaid So much that fell through the empty spaces Left by no words
I am freed from that prison after 101 days But less than 3 months later Judy is struck down With a bleed in her head Then psychosis came And so much worry for you
I forget the high seas you were riding How as a man you had to lock it all inside and tell no one much but Mum Your stomach bore the tension but it ate you up And we lost you only a few years later So much loss An ocean to cross
Oh my How close I came to drowning And yet I fell full fathom five and am now slowly resurfacing It has been an ocean storm I have had to learn to breathe through A massive tidal swell that carried and beached me here Long years later
But I feel now with that chink of sun so quickly gone An intimation that very soon I will have Emerged From this dark night Victorious
And yet the grief will always remain Deep in my soul For it occured to me today I was born to be A witness to the tide
