Most
of us live our lives with a curtain
between life and death established
like a brick wall,
between life and death established
like a brick wall,
people
can pass through
in one direction, angels make sure
to maintain the barrier.
Then someone you love dies,
if they linger for awhile, you actually
catch a glimpse of what is on the other side.
in one direction, angels make sure
to maintain the barrier.
Then someone you love dies,
if they linger for awhile, you actually
catch a glimpse of what is on the other side.
My mother talked about
a large room with many
chairs
some were elaborate others very
simple.
The room was full of people she knew
when her grandfather reached out his hand
she knew it was time to go.
The room was full of people she knew
when her grandfather reached out his hand
she knew it was time to go.
They walked through a curtain
of flimsy silk leaving it
fluttering,
with their ethereal breeze
and in that moment
I caught a glimpse of the
room
with many chairs.
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