The Day He Closed His Eyes

Laughter faded away
I never wanted to breathe.
the world was so empty,
my faith was torn apart.
cups filled with my tears,
vision of loneliness from
the silence of the night.
I heard the roar of my anger
inside of me.
I figured it out and paused,
but all I saw was the end.
I couldn't rewind the time
I wish these were part of my dreams,
a sad song I often sing.
The sun then rose
but the day was dry.
the flowers were thirsty
when they saw the signs of his goodbye.
Life is full of pain
the fruit of the earth is gone,
my music was out of tune, the birds never sung
but the hymns of his story were there to play.
He gave us names, recognized by others.
we could have eaten grass, we could have
eaten dust, we used to walk barefoot but
now we're wearing shoes because of him.
Staring at his photograph, memories from the past
blazing across the sky, people were amazed, children were
loved, a blissful thing that brought us to eternity, it was a banquet
for all of us.

And now he is not existing, my future is becoming
an illusion.
It is stuck with dreads and is tied up by the rope of
my vexations.
Why did He took him?
these words I often say, happy moments are now
deformed like a clay.

I wish I could be with him tomorrow, that's what
I always pray.
I am tormented with these things,
waiting what's going to come through the pages of my life.

Soon the day will come, I will hear the cry of my child.
The wounds of my pain, will start falling out through
the door of my veins.
His face will shine as I begin to remember the wisdom
he had shared.
To know the reason why, the day he closed his eyes.

FOR Bro. Norbert Binder, O.F.M.
1920 to 1999