Streams of Comfort

I have recently had a couple of family members pass away. This poem is an expression of how grief has affected me and the hope of eternal life I have as a christ follower. If you are dealing with any form of loss I pray that you will find some comfort in these words. And that you are reminded that grief is only momentary when compared to the permanence of eternity.

When I saw you,
My heart melted like wax and dripped through my fingers,
Onto the floor.
I thought hearts could only shatter like glass,
But here mine is, a puddle that has lost its shape.
I stepped gently over it and walked the remaining distance toward your casket,
Leaving my heart behind because it never makes the remaining distance.
I know, because I have done this walk a few times already,
And I know that I will most likely cry for you later,
When my heart finally regains its shape.
I do not usually process loss in the moment,
Because the moment is not permanent,
It takes flight like a bird before I can grasp it,
And I have often watched it fly away with the feelings I wanted to keep close.
But in that sacred moment where I gazed upon who you once were,
Time paused for just a second,
And I added the moment to my memory before it flew away.
And I found comfort that you could remain permanent in my memories if I chose you to be.
When time regained its pace,
I turned from you and walked the short distance to my seat,
And I prayed both for you and my heart,
That I would see both take shape again in eternity.