It's Sunday and here is my exclusive poem release that I have come to enjoy posting every week. These poems have never been completely released before because to me (1) I was selfish and wanted to enjoy their personal meanings as long as I could and (2) I wanted to make them a part of my book promotion in an intimate way.
So, it is three days before my father's seven-year-death anniversary. This is the time of year I reflect on the seeds I have sown and praise God for my harvest. My book began in 2002 and it's done. It's about to be printed and I will be actually out selling a side of me that was so fragile and hidden from even my most intimate firends.
No matter, I truly understand God's call for me and now I eagerly anticipate revealing that side of me. This poem was the very first poem I ever wrote in life. Yes, I just never caught on to the poem thing even as a self-professed writer. I always wondered, how in the heck can anybody express themselves completely with a few short lines.
WOW! How much I have blossomed, amen? Amen! Then there is the fact that a poem can take on so many different meanings each time it is read without losing its original meaning. That is awesome in and of itself.
So, here is my first poem that I wrote for my father's obituary. I want to mention that this is also the first and only site, I am sharing the scriptural meanings God gave me as I sought out His solace, comfort, mercy, and grace to live my life without my father physically present.
When I first wrote the poem, it was only for my father's obituary as a comfort to my mother. My dad died of colon cancer after surviving two strokes. His diagnosis caught us all off guard.
It was after his death and during my grieving that God gave me the title. I was looking us something on the pc and stumbled across this word. I had to find the meaning of it because it stayed in my spirit. I learned that it was Greek meaning 'the Reconciliation with God.' I knew right then and there that I was going to make that poem a part of my collection for a book one day.
The Reconcilation, I learned, is when God fulfills scripture bringing His chosen ones to Him. Knowing that brought me so much peace and assurance that the "why" surrounding my dad's sudden diagnosis and death was answered. Spiritually, it was affirmation to me that my father was indeed with God. A few nights later, my father came to me in a dream with a burgundy shirt and gold buttons and he had his signature cheek-to-cheek smile. I woke up crying, but not out of sadness. I was crying tears of joy because of that vision that my father made it over the river. Daddy always told me that dying is the easy part, making it across that river is the tough part.
That river scared me and does today somewhat. However, I stayed in prayer for daddy to make it across that river (whatever it was) and be with God. The vision confirmed that to me. Even moreso, it inspired me to listen to God and be obedient so that I could live my life with a purpose and not like a zombie drugged out due to my mental illness. My book, "Cooling Well Water: A Collection of Work By An African-American Bipolar Woman" brings it all full circle. Until then, please be encouraged during periods of grieving and find peace and comfort from Diallosso...
DIALLOSSO©
(The Reconciliation)
If I didn’t cry my tears,
Would He have even heard me?
Now no more struggles, may I rest with Thee?
Because of my trials and tribulations, too,
I heard His mighty trumpet resoundedly,
Meaning to free me.
I listened and answered His call,
For the trials I faced were planned just for me,
And no more means finally I am free!
Now, I’ve given all I took and have been assured,
My name is in His book,
At last, He has claimed me.
Rev. 21:4
Posted By: agnes levine
Sunday, October 19th 2008 at 5:46PM
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