John T. Racanelli

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In Memoriam of My Father, John T. Racanelli, November 14, 1925 – October 12, 2017

Calm Waters

Calm waters soothe the old man’s soul,
Quietly lapping ripples on his serenely rested mind.

Waiting for the big wave that never came –
The tsunami of overwhelmingness and destruction,

 The quiet soul has instead learned to nestle in comfortably
On the shore of his perceptions.

There he recounts his many blessings –
the good times and moments
Which seem to have showered down as a steady rain throughout his time.

 Comfortably, he lifts his eyes towards the horizon.

 Not expecting to see much,
Other than the tired sun,
Dropping colorfully behind the distant horizon.

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