My Father’s Tesseract

Oh father, oh father

Oh language of silence

Please speak with clarity

What you could not say to me

In life, never ends now—

A warm flushing of liquid

Conversations within

Oh father of silence

Please share with clarity

What you could not know of thee

in life, questions of Mystery—

Answers of stars, echos

Conversations with beyond

Oh father of silence

Please show with clarity

Where you could not visit with me

In life, no edges of time—

No distance of space now

Oh father, Oh father

Your language of silence

Flushes, echos in spaces

Within me now

Our very own wrinkle in time

Oh father, oh father

Oh language of silence

Please approach with clarity

While you ride your tesseract**

Through me

Blessed be the never ending

Love of a father, fatherness, the Universal Father

May all children feel universally loved

*For my father, the high energy particle physicist, a man of big questions, big feelings, and few words in life who continually communes with me now in afterlife

**tesseract is a way of visualizing the concept of time in a four-dimensional universe. In the book, A Wrinkle in Time, by Madeleine L’engel, the tesseract is actually a way of traveling through time and space