Tribute to Hannah

Tribute to Hannah
©Karla Johnston, InnerConstellation.com

Woke on December 12, 2011 with heavy heart,
a rare but familiar feeling I call—holy dark.

Check in with family, all is well.
Finally at 3:00p, still can’t shake it,
drop all distractions
and go for a run,
open up,
and pound sweet, forgiving earth with rhythmic prayer.

Arrive home and uncharacteristically turn on the TV.
Anderson Cooper’s face appears.
He interviews psychic-medium, John Edward.
I watch, along with an awe-struck audience,
as he parts some unseen veil
and translates intimate memories
from departed loved ones on the other side.
Turn off the TV and ask, “What does this day mean?”

Wake the following morn
and after hearing from a friend know the answer—
Hannah.
I ponder what John Edward said—
everything is energy,
the soul changes form like water: solid turns liquid, then gas.

Do you, Dear Hannah, agree?

Jewish name means, “grace,”
so named for eighteen years: flowing, ease of movement.
Enter in and comfort now,
all left on this side of the recently parted veil,
catching glimpses of your form so full of grace—
Beloved Hannah.