No Longer Mourn
Hands that caught me in moments of despair
Waving goodbye as I set off
To answer the call from my command
Duty, honor, helping my fellow man
My combat boots set off to tread the desert sands.
Eyes now weep and mourn
With hands folded in prayer
Kneeling beside a stone bearing my name
Remember your heart is where our memories are stored
Even though your heart is breaking
looking for someone to blame
Hold no grudges or feelings of scorn
Even though my body was sent home torn
Covered in the flag of our nation
Tenderly placed in a grave
Please, oh please, weep no more
I am no longer there.
My feet are no longer tied to the ground
My spirit soars higher and higher
Joining my place with the ancients of old
My body no longer in the darkness and cold
Forever now embraced by the warmth of the Light.
No more need for weapons
I was set free from the chaos of war.
Cherish the time you held me in your arms
Hands that protected me from harm
Cry no more, I did not die alone
Your memories kept my heart warm
As my spirit took flight
leaving all fear from the firestorm.
Forever connected by memories alone
Fill your heart with joy and laughter
Even though my body is no more
Lest my death for freedom be in vain
Feel my presence all around
For my spirit is forever near
No longer bound to the ground.
by Susan Escobar
... who is a teacher, former servicemember, and spouse of a serving Airman; her work has also been anthologized in The Sounds of Poetry, as well as previous appearances in this magazine.