I hope your travel to the other side was a beautiful one, John. I hope that you’re with God, free of pain and have found joy.
On the Edge of Dream I’ve come back to tell you – death took me home the other day it wasn’t how I imagined death did not come…Shrouded in Black shadows – face an endless pit of pain death had no scythe, or weapon to hurt
She, child born of Faeries moonlight reflecting pale skin petals of newborn spring adorned strawberry curls her eyes, the very stars….
Taking her hand, I touched gossamer wings air shimmered, made of purest light
“I’ve come to lead you home love” Her voice a whisper; crystal bells “Yet I think you already know the way”
I did I had – only to fly on the edge of dream, balance on the tip of all thought, and I was there
I’ve come back to tell you death took me home the other day it was the most beautiful journey the most un-imaginable joy
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