To a very dear friend, who passed on Thursday morning...
Heaven
Friday, January 20, 2006
I’ve had a conversation with a wise one
Across the great divide,
Within a place of bliss and celebration
And lightness of space and mind.
For when the wise ones head on their way
Their voice still rings within...
In that of the heart’s whisper... if you listen quiet and true
In the unexpected connection... blessed within a smile
In the sharing of a warm embrace... bound within her love.
Never have I known a life
Governed by such an ocean of love
Given without hesitation
In drop or drizzle or storm.
Rarely have I touched in person
A bounty of heaven not left behind,
Save for looking now in us
As this wise one has returned back home.
Listen closely and you will know her peace and joy.
Look around and you will know her love.
Grasp a hand, it’s now our turn.
It is this, my friends, that is heaven.