"Time for healing" by Loreta Kovacic

This is the title of an article published in CROATIA WEEK online magazine in September 2013. Reflecting about Capt. Z and aunt Ana and beautiful healing memories from their home in St. Thomas, Virgin Islands. Written after a major car accident on a highway in Houston. Loreta ended up with a broken pelvis, 8 broken ribs and a collapsed lung. This poem inspired the article: 

 

TIME FOR HEALING Loreta Kovacic, 2013

Sacred satin lady

She’s watching over lowdown me

Mother Mary in your eye I see

Houston hometown wonders

Sweet surprises hidden

In the hands of friends

From this planet’s many ends

Like golden specks of light

We can see from up above

Mary’s heart in orbit beating

Tick tock in unison

With low drums on Fanin

IT’S TIME FOR HEALING , BUT NOT FOR CRYING

ITS TIME FOR BREATHING IN THESE OPULENT DAYS

CAUSE I GOT MY SECOND CHANCE

A BRAND NEW POTION FOR ALCHEMY INVENTION.

Main street so alive

Like I’ve never seen before

Many bumps on city streets

Bring the ticking of the pain clock

But I don’t care so much for pain

I’m taken by the colors of rain

And the trees, I see them

Through an x-ray of our

Claim called life,

I can really feel all that

green good luck divination

in a glow of summer emanation.