Uncover the Sun

 

If I were to tell you

the story of yourself,

from the first idea of you,

the birthing breath of you,

through every day after

 

If I were to recount

the every thought of you,

the ocean of emotion,

each act and expression

of your mind, your body

 

If I were to say the name

of your every sensation, creation,

the words you strung in pearls

across the years,

the essential art of you

 

If I were to play

the notes you sang

or strummed or tapped,

each song you recognized

or danced to in delight

 

If I were to describe

the great heart of you,

those souls

you met and cherished,

embraced or rejected

 

If I were to tell you

that the breath of you,

from the most joyful

to the most sorrowful,

was sacred

 

As were your failures

and successes,

paths that turned

and twisted, all

that you discovered or lost

 

If I were to remind you

that you were more

than all the stories

of your life,

beyond your time here

 

Would you remember

in an eternity of days,

the deep down

dearest

you always were?

 

If you were to tell me

the story of yourself,

let it be vaster

than the stars, and finer

than sand from the sea

Eliel Fionn  7/17/23