La Flor, Por Sofia

She now sits awaiting the gates Standing in a heavenly state He robeless gown woven of air and mist And her body made new every inch The lofty welcome her in Each one with a reverence The nectar of Eden drip from the trees While the songbirds lift their beaks sing She breaks bread with our ancestors untold And shares her coffee with waiter, The windows and ceilings made from crystals and stones While road paved beneath her is sealed with gold Her feet skip and dance down every alley way For her pain is gone and suffering no longer stays Her feet never weary nor do her hands quake For she has been replenished no fully awake Only if her loved ones could see her new eyes Not a tear in sight Let the beasts of heaven come near and rejoice For her life they make noise She doesn’t escape the the sound this time For the symphonies of heaven have beseeched her Her hands clap louder than the disease that plagued her Her feet are light like the clouds that sit beneath her Her voice lifts high, for death cannot reach her And there is no night dim out her light There is no war left to fight And nothing left behind She has all she needs And wants nothing more Solo para sentarse junto a la flor