Beyond

Tendrils of omnipotent gracefloat beyond the known:honeysuckle from a place you waitfor aeons to pass.Your words so clearthey cut away all misdemeanor,face I can’t retrace, lost to touchyou’ve left me struggling in this placewhere children’s voices stretchto bind us.To hold you one more timehear your voice unclouded by another's thoughts,although we never said that muchthese feelings leap across death’s chasm,a father and a daughter’s need to sayhowever much time slips betweenhow strong the bonds of human love are.