the unspeakable things

for Rufus Lamont Wynn, my dearly departed husband

here i am at the edge of yet another season
almost seven have passed since he closed his eyes
in the long sleep of death

my love... the one who embraced life so hard
that everyone in the room could feel his energy
he led with his heart
and his mind was fierce, and awesome
his countenance, brilliant
because his eyes glowed streaks of amber rays
that pierced through dark places...
and he could warm the coldest soul
shake the stony ground loose

and help rebuild the brokenness

he was not tall in stature as men are measured
but his love lifted him head and shoulders above
the others

his laughter could incite an uproar
of uncontrollable shrieks of joy
tumbling down then swelling again
into side-splitting tearful pleas
of "enough!"

ahh, he was amazing!
a man of God
who followed in His footsteps
until the day he was called to his rest

there are days when all i'm able to do is reflect
in silence
because the years, months, and weeks
yea the hours i was blessed to share with him
were too wonder filled to mention

my cup runneth over in this moment
and i am thankful for the gift of memories
only some of which i now speak

© 2011