Silver Threads

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oLCHXfkGOIw Perhaps if we were to take apart grief as we unravel life one single moment unstitched pulled out of time we'd begin to see that death is only a silent passage and we need not bear the loss alone, The memories of our coverlet years of love will drive us home * Perchance, mayhap, we can take it by the hand like a seer, "we were born to exist and disappear" said the Mysticeer and I for one believe that death is the encoding of life; The silver threads of Mercy are weaved inside God's blanket big enough to warm each widow, grieving parent, and child As long as we love well, while we are still here, death cannot take away our loved ones, nor their time on earth. In Love And Light, Your Mystic Rose