Saturday, June 23, 2018

With Peace Within

Reaching high
it comes to me
that yes
 you really do now see
you will sleep

And as you said to me
on what you hoped
your last day would be:

Go out again
 to the Winter-sweet,
where first it seemed
there was no scent.
Then when I went
the evening dew
was on the blooms.
There was a fragrance 
filling the sky,
as you told me
you are ready to fly.

I mentioned
 to your dear friend
you now know 
where to wait
looking through
 to heavens gate.

- s S s -

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