On the Wings of Hope: A Resurrection Fable

A story from Dylan’s funeral service keepsake book, Friday, June 29th, 2012

A Resurrection Fable

 “White Wings” 

In the bottom of an old pond lived some
grubs who could never understand why
none of their group ever came back after
crawling up the stems of the lilies to the top of the water.
They promised each other that the next one who was called 
to the upward climb would return 
and tell what happened to him. 

Soon one of them felt an urgent impulse to seek
the surface; he rested himself on the top of a lily pad and went thru a glorious transformation which made him a dragonfly 
with beautiful wings. 

In vain he tried to keep his promise. Flying back
and forth over the pond, he peered down at his friends below. Then he realized that even if they could see him, they would not recognize such a radiant creature as one of their number. 

By Beth Brown

Rememberer of dreams. Whisperer of gardens green.
At the whim of "Most Beloved" and a hot cup of tea.
I live life between, straddled here now and then,
My continuity through writing--
Pen dripping ink, mind swirling confused,
Love lingering still, and Most Beloved's purring soothes.

Blogger at "Gardens at Effingham" (where cats do the talking) and "My Forever Son" (where a mother's heart runs deep after losing her son to suicide)
Musician. Writer. Literary Connoisseur.
At the whim of a calico cat and a strong cup of tea.

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