Saturday, August 06, 2005

Sunday Thought: Forgetmenot

Oh Lord, please, do remember me,
Who took, for long, no thought of Thee,
Who was lost at a certain time and place
And thought my thoughts sufficed for grace.

Oh Lord, please, do remember me -
Who buried you in careless memory -
Conceived at a certain time and place
To then behold his mother's face,

Who said, "Oh Lord, keep close my boy
Should he forsake the Source of joy,
His vision fail, the light grow dim,
I beg you never lose sight of him."

"Farewell, my mother, for now I must go
To learn everything there is to know,"
And I learned about girls (they learned about me)
And I never once thought to catch sight of Thee.

I learned and loved the way of the earth,
To the time of its end imputing no worth;
I drank with the men (and the ladies too)
And all of them helped me forget about You.

But ceaselessly my mother prayed
That by her alms the debt be paid,
That I find rest and cease to roam -
I did find time for a visit home -

But after a kiss I was off again
To the world and places I'd never been;
And she, like a sentinel, prayed to Thee:
"Remember the boy you gave to me."

I ought have regret now for much that I've done
(While still holding fast to my day in the sun,
Wishing it might go on endlessly)
But left what was learned at mother's knee.

"Farewell, my mother, they're laying me down
Deep in the dark earth's silent ground,
The earth I loved next only to thee -
Could you, once more, please pray for me?

"It's never too late, I've heard it said,"
(I, who had taken no thought for the dead,
All those who in life preceded me)
But still she consented to pray to Thee,

That you'd raise me up to a light unknown,
As she threw me a kiss, lightly blown -
But the falling dirt turned day to night
And mother, her face, was lost from sight.

Oh Lord, please, do remember me,
Who now would take much thought of Thee,
Who died at a certain time and place
With only a mother's prayer for grace.

© 2005





3 Comments:

Splendid.

By Anonymous Jeff Culbreath, at 3:00 AM, August 08, 2005  

William -- It's a testament to your writing that you had me on edge of my seat fearing the worst until the 6th paragraph.

Best regards to you and your daughter(s) -- I'm glad she's ok.

By Blogger Christopher, at 4:35 PM, August 14, 2005  

Thanks, Christopher, but I think you meant to append this to the post above, so I moved your comment there.

By Anonymous William Luse, at 6:11 PM, August 14, 2005  

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