Remembered

Photo by Lee Lindsey McKinney

 In its snatching,

death believes it has

committed the ultimate theft;

believes the ache

of flesh-and-blood absence

is sufficient to tear

our faith asunder.

There are days when we would

halfheartedly agree,

because half a heart

is all we seem to have left.

Then it happens; someone else

remembers a time gone by

when the one we love spoke or

acted with grace beyond measure.

The memory is recounted to us,

and in its retelling,

a flickering candle

lights the darkness;

not totally and not for good,

but enough for us

to also remember

the love that has and

still does always surround us.

And in the moment

of that shared memory,

we know we are not alone;

we know love cannot be

taken away from us;

we understand hope

as a star refusing

to give-in to night,

no matter how cold

and dark it seems.

Today is the best day

to share that story.

Go ahead.

The stars are already

rising in the twilight.

© 2015 Todd Jenkins