by Lois Rayburn

Created on: July 11, 2008

I WENT TO LAKE ERIE TODAY

I went to Lake Erie todayI walked down the dirt path, past the grasses so tall,came out on the sand and saw the waves crashing there.
The sky was so vast and the lake so wide, the sand on my boots met the stones down below and I crouched as I knelt, gathering some for you there.

The driftwood was gorgeous, so pristine it glowed from the tide's many washings some time ago; The pebbles and stones lined the sand like a rainbow.

The water came rushing to greet me as the tide pushed its way to the shore. I ran to catch each hug that it brought as it ebbed and flowed to me. I thought to myself, don't stop moving, keep coming, keep flowing, go out and come back if you must, but please keep coming, don't stop coming, I need your hugs so much.

My eyes looked toward Heaven and seagulls I saw...free as they could be. I wished for a moment I could fly with them and go get you and bring you here with me.

I twirled, faced the 4 directions, saw Jesus on His throne. I burned sage as I danced and sang softly, said special prayers that Jesus would take really good care of you.

Yes I went to Lake Erie, my friend took me there, and watched as I prayed for you. He left me alone, did not disturb, and when I was done I looked back towards him, as he shot a picture or two. He came walking over, looked in my eyes, told me it would be alright, as I stood there thinking of you.

This friend, you would like him, he's got a kind heart. He's been through tough times I can see it in his eyes. But it's fleeting I think, maybe a distant memory, or else he is good, like us you see, at putting pain and joy side by side, so that warmth and joy overides.

He really is special, a Scot man you see. He wears the kilt proudly, plays the flute now and then. Amazing Grace he played on the flute for me and I'll remember it always as a special gift given to me by him.

He likes to talk Cherokee, learn the Indian way. Yes, there's something special about him...his spirit meets mine....it's uncanny, too weird, so soon I say. He calms my spirit, brings peace to my soul, and there's not one thing I've seen that brings fear to my heart.

I don't understand it, probably never will. How this Cherokee girl with her Scottish grandpas was so lucky to meet this Scot Highlander, Cameron Clan by birth. Yes, we shared a day at the lake, him and me there, you see. He was with me that day, he made the trip possible. I told him thank you and gave many hugs too.

I hope he knows he is loved, for we both know quite well, that the path we walk on, many people have come our way. But the ones who walk beside us, those who sometimes stand guard, are the ones we remember, and yes cherish too. So remember, my brother, as you read this tonight, God's still in His Heaven, watching over all of us tonight.

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