Travelling from stars

When I am gone

remember what I said

cherish all memories

Do not hold back the tears
let them come

And smile with the sureness
that my spirit will be smiling at you.

Life is never granted.

Life is written on the stars
and from behind them
my thought will be travelling
its way back to you.

Back to earth.

Back to life.

My immortal soul will live.

And my thought travells through
heaven and stars.

The heaven;

Bluish color, pale and cold stars
shivering like moonlight on the
dark water. Many thousand voices
echoing in there. Many voices singing
like thundering rises over cliffs.

Many bright lights with red, yellow and purpple flowers yet immortal as God created.

The cheerful wind and warm light of sun as you remember from your earthly form and life.

But now your immortal soul has took
its delight in singing on the meadows of heaven for the everlasting joy of Him who always knew you best.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I do believe. We have angels watching us. In my worst days. My Ojibwa grandmother would caress my head and sang to me in my sleep.
"And smile with the sureness
that my spirit will be smiling at you."
I loved the complete poem dear Sarah. The above lines, I hope are true. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[~Sarah~ Idríel The Fair]

I am grateful, for all good things in life. Thank you for sharing the path alongside, at least for a while.

[Coyote Poetry]

Been awhile and I hope awhile longer dear Sarah. You are welcome my friend.