"The Interlude"

"Memory of the Trees"
by Enya

Interlude: an intervening or interruptive
period, space, or event.

A dog, a cat and a mouse passed by.
"For whom do you wait?" they asked.
"I wait for he who hops upon the ground."
I answered.
"He has four feet, very swift,
two ears, quite long
and a very cottony tail."
"Oh," they replied, and went on their way.

A while later a lion, a deer and a wolf
passed by. "For whom do you wait?" they asked.
"I wait for he who hops upon the ground,"
I answered.
"He has four feet, very swift,
two ears, quite long
and a very cottony tail."
"Oh," they replied, and went on their way.

Soon after,
a fox, a weasel and a rat
passed by.
"For whom do you wait?" they asked.
"I wait for he who hops upon the ground,"
I answered.
"He has four feet, very swift,
two ears, quite long
and a very cottony tail."
"Oh," they replied, and went on their way.

And then a hawk, an owl and a ground squirrel
passed by.
"For whom do you wait?" they asked.
"I wait for he who hops upon the ground,"
I answered.
"He has four feet, very swift,
two ears, quite long
and a very cottony tail."
"Oh," they replied, and went on their way.

But then came a Man
and He did not pass me by.
"For whom do you wait?" He asked.
"I wait for he who hops upon the ground,"
I answered,
my eyes filling with tears.
"He has four feet, very swift,
two ears, quite long
and a very cottony tail."

The Man turned toward me and smiled.
There, nestled in the crook
of His arm,
snuggled into a fold in His robe,
was my friend!

Gently He placed him beside me.
"I have been holding him for you all along," He said.
And as I looked into His clear blue eyes
I saw in them a joy that matched my own.
But as I rose to thank Him I saw
that He had already gone on His way.

"Thank You!" I called to the departing Figure.
"Thank You."
Then suddenly He stopped in His journey
and turned toward me again.
Even from a distance I could see
that His eyes lit the sun.
"Thank You, my Lord," I whispered.
And He smiled and turned back onto His way.

I looked at my friend once again at my side
and I knew we would never be parted again.
Together we welcomed the brand new Day.

"Love is stronger than death."

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