You Know the Way

Dearest, You are on the verge of graceful flight to heavenly worlds. I would love to sail with you through atmospheric whirl; when your spirit splits the barrier of sound, sight, sky, lingering on earth, it's true, I will sometimes question, "Why?" We have descended death's dark valley many times before, this time will be the last good-bye; we face the final door. These words express the sentiments my heart repeats with love, a pulsing refrain of tenderness echoing above. I bid you go, lift your wings, sail into the piercing blue; I see angels outside this room waiting to carry you. Heaven was ours here on earth, living joy every day. Adieu, dear heart, death cannot shock a soul who knows the way. Copyright, September 6, 2014 Faye Lanham Gibson