Alpha omega

This grain of sand that washes in to the sea.
A sparrow just about to fall from a tree.
That strand of hair loosened from your head.
The dream you will have tonight in bed.
The motion of the galaxies in the sky.
The spark of life in your fathers' eyes.
The way your hair curls around your finger.
The time you loitered and lingered
at the gate. I did not intend to make you wait.
The Love we share in each blessed moment.
The conciliation you brokered and I finally relented.
The joy of looking deep in to her eyes.
The boy we will make when we again try.
The youngens I saw when gazing in your eyes.
I wish no one to ever die.
But finally to rest and wake I will be.
These things speak of Thee.