I think that
this is one of my favorite poems written by my dear sister....it gives
me the assurance that mom loved me and still loves me very much...that
even though she has gone on to heaven, her presence can still be found
here in so many ways, and most of all I know she is in a place of no pain
for she is now shining!!!!!
THE
BRUSH OF THE BREEZE
Even as the wind blows
through the trees
Gently blowing things
around in the wake of its breeze
So I will come to you,
in the still of the day
When you feel that others
have forsaken and all gone away
I will bring comfort
to your hurting heart
And offer you ways to
make a new start
For I know how much
my leaving has cost you
In terms of your own
life, and I will be true
To keep all my promises
made unto you
There'll not be another
to ever replace you
Although I am dwelling
in a place far away
I am ever near you -
Close to you, I stay
So you can hold your
head up proudly
Never fear for what
tomorrow may bring
For I am still shining,
as are the others
And we are ALL here
- with Christ, the King
There's never a moment
when you're out of sight
Just look up at the
stars that shine in the night
And you'll recognize
God's hand in the Heavens
So tenderly sent ----
His confirmation to
you, my daughter, of where
I have went .........
And MY confirmation,
of course, ever be
My touch on your cheek
in the brush of the breeze
I'll come to you on
a moonbeam of liquid starlight
And THEN, my love, EVERYTHING
WILL BE ALRIGHT.....
@2000 Dorothy Womack