The wheel has turned and to the west a journey has begun.
Past the twin towers into the Realms of the Otherworld
where the light forever shines, just beyond the veil.
Still looking often to our direction,
one we love has been taken home.
From that first beautiful and wonderful blossom of spring,
a flower bloomed among us.
From first root to most fruited seasons,
their place in the garden was clearly seen
Their time was not ours but unselfishly it was shared
in friendship and in love.
They were a sparkle that seemed near blinding
and still cast a knowable glow
in the light of Mother�s moon.
Time echoes through our heart and mind
And keeps alive the love and thoughts of our dear one
Their voice clearly heard, nothing more than our name,
That warms and comforts those still here.
We recognize who is speaking.
Their form before us, when we close our eyes,
Always watching and guiding us
With heavy heart we say farewell my friend
But take comfort knowing we will meet again
Copyright phalegra 2005 (TJB)