Radiant Grandma, Mother, And Child Poem by O.S. Brooks

How long has it been since you’ve looked at the stars?
For days I’ve gazed in wonder
Questioning life
Getting no answers
Yet, remained satisfied
I try, with my out stretched arms
to grasp divinity
Grandma said...divinity is with in me
I remember her smile like yesterday
Eyes yellow with age
Skin telling her story
Each wrinkle representing a struggle
Her church song sung with wisdom
She stopped going later in life
Yet, always remained close to God
Some how, even angels have trouble in Pittsburgh
where city lights cast shadows on the souls of the fallen.
I looked at my aged hands and swayed
letting the wind, like grandma, kiss me.
Hearing her voice amongst the stars,
she shines for us to remember
to keep on with our dreams
and continue to do right by God, mother, and family
And I shine for her
I shine for all to see
So, when the night line dims to an even glow
the world will know,
that divinity and her mystic wisdom is radiant with in me.