From the Sky to the Kite
& the imaginary sky
to fill your wedding church will be him.
not the familiar faces cheered
by candles, splashed with hymns.
not the promise you’ll sacredly utter
in front of god & a thousand petals. not the knot.
not even the groom who on that day
shall see beyond the whiteness you wear.
there will be a yearning prayer
which you’ll keep hushed in your heart.
& with that prayer you’ll know beyond your heart,
beyond the prayer itself, beyond the vignettes
left of you of him—a cup of espresso,
a toothful and thoughtful smile,
kids commemorating him through personalized shirts,
birthdays, christmas, your mother—that
daddy is & will always be your sky.
& you, a little kite now flying away from the earth.
fly, little kite. say I do. & he has loved & loves you too.
(For Riz)
that