Death of a Loved One
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"Those we love don't go away; They walk beside us every day;
Unseen, unheard but always near; Still loved, still missed, and dear."
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I will never forget when mother passed,
with one last gasp her soul entered a new domain:
her body died and she had peace at last,
but the love that we shared will never ever wane;
for I believe after death we live on,
we are in two realms and are never truly gone.
In a pretty cemetery she rests,
but when I visit .. my mother's soul is not there:
for I believe in this world we are guests,
I touch that name stone engraved and say a prayer;
my mother's soul surrounds me each new day,
she is that bird song, the rain, snow and trees that sway.
Heaven's golden gate will never be chained,
and mother's soul I embrace ... until my last breath:
for I shorn my human fear of the unexplained,
I let go of ignorance about death;
no longer am I blind in the darkness of gloom,
each soul exists beyond an earthly tomb.
I live each moment in the present now,
accept that my mother's death I will always grieve:
found my higher self on the path to Tao,
and a new map and unique existence ... I weave;
a way taking me to sublime insight,
where each day I am bathed in golden sunlight.
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April 02, 2023
Poetry/Rhyme/Death Of A Loved One
COPYRIGHT PROTECTED, ID 04-1538-813-02
All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France
Written for the Premiere contest, Death Of Loved One
sponsor, Unseeking Seeker, Judged 04/05/2023
First Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2023
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