The Immersion

at the speed of light on a carousel of death souls escape the flesh Into an immersion filled with the love of loved ones an the miracles of creator's creations.. all jagged questions smoothed to gilded responses all barbs of confusion transforms into flowers of truth... Upon the translucent soul palette of God...unscented purity... souls are gifted wings becoming Angelic beings Wants and needs of flesh give way to the divine purpose of angels {the purpose of the givers} Guiding those left behind in the cachexic rapids of life coaxing them from burning cages of flesh lifting them from the pit fires of greif helping them clip temptation and sin revealing miracles very delicately dappling sunlight on patches of blackness pruning selfish prayers-destructive thought patterns a gentle tug toward the righteous path a birdsong on the edge of conscious lightly minted hints of the afterlife beacons in a cold handed night a slight warmth on the cheek shooting stars in the muck of doubt.. joining the sqeaks of a newborn to the clack of premonition... promote love uncensored reveal that goodness is forever connected one umbilical cord life and death spun from the same star dusted breath... One life of the flesh one life of the spirit in between a doorway of death never meant to be dreaded it is but a foyer of transition.