As I Remember, 6" x 6", Encaustic and Oil on wood panel (burned with torch)
As I remember, my heart starts to burn.
The water blazes down my cheek with a hiss.
As I remember, it used to be warm.
His arms .... his love.
As I remember, my throat tightens up.
Blackened whisps of painful memories choking...
As I remember,
I burst into flames.
Heart racing, I watch myself disintegrate.
Nothing left but ashes, stirred by the breath that continues.
I re turn to face what was.
I re turn to face what is.
I turn and turn and turn and swirl the ashes
I stoke the fire.
In memory and in honor of my father, G Stephen Johnson, who took his life 6 years ago on this date.
May those who knew him know peace.
May we remember.
May we all keep the fires burning.