Poem found! I just needed to look farther back in my journal. The poem is not the same as the original, but as close as I could get it. It began in a Victorian B & B in Hot Springs, Arkansas that had previously been used as preschool. Somehow the thought of sharing the same space with those who had gone before led to this poem. Perhaps it should have stayed lost. I’ll let the reader decide.
Theo-dynamics
Children learned their ABCs in this room
newly decorated as a B & B that echoes
still, laughter, cries, tattles and tales
through the narrow old growth oak
the same where some spilt milk
and some trace tale-tell signs of their passing.
We exist here together
though years divide us matter
can neither be created nor destroyed.
We breathe as one together,
an entropic gas in a closed system
evolved evenly into the volume
such that molecules I breathe are the same
as all have breathed from the beginning. The same
the Creator breathed in the beginning, the same
the Christ breathed in the end.
Such is space and time
we share the same room separated
by but a veil any student may part
to feel the flow of God.
Husband. Father. Grandfather. Pilot. Pastor. Poet.
3 responses so far ↓
real live preacher // Sep 2, 2008 at 6:40 pm
Is this that poem you lost and wrote a poem about losing? I hope so. What a great story. Lose a poem, get inspired to write a poem, then find the one you lost.
papa poet // Sep 2, 2008 at 9:10 pm
Yes, this is that poem. As I said in the intro, it’s not exactly the same, but close enough. And yes I was happy to find it.
Mark Goodyear // Sep 4, 2008 at 1:48 pm
“molecules I breathe are the same
as all have breathed from the beginning”
Those are really nice lines… I can’t say how much I enjoyed spending time with you in the poetry workshop at Laity Lodge last weekend!
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