You
want to die in my arms.
I
am in empathy with your unknown.
Within
our harmonics I see your light.
As
you leave matter,
feel
spiritually embodied and uplifted.
I
hold your stories as sacred in passing.
You
are in receivership of all memories
that
take you directly to spirit, to the light.
What
was you in character, is surrendered.
The
light of your birth is a kiss up to now.
All
your tediums are rendered and rested.
You
are entering a presence
beyond
all of your unanswered questions.
How
your life had meaning lives on
in
the minds and hearts
of
those still earthbound.
What
rendered you with pain
is
coming to meet you with praise.
Die
in my arms, into the living forever,
becoming
aware of the absolute of you.
Where
language ceases to speak for thee
flow
becomes your reverent articulation.
Disrobing
from your wardrobe of body,
feel
for the sense of expansion
coming
into the light.
What
was muted and silent
now
becomes a stillness that regales you.
Let
me but represent
all
the meaningful people in your life,
remembered
or forgotten,
who
brought you to consciousness of your spirit.
May
you serve them now
by
your clarity igniting.
Go
to them in the wisdom of your light.
Be
un-time-bound in your leisure of service.
Die
in my arms,
that
I may provide for your passage.
Energy
to energy, we all fall up . . .
Light
to light, we all become one . . .
Drink
from where you will leads us.
And
leave a taste of it
in
all of the beings we are
here
in your surround . . .
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