There will be peace ahead and skies of blue Waiting ahead for me there will be you Here laughter tears all pain is forgotten My days ahead will be days spent with you
Music of life just barely hanging on Sounds of the heart that has already gone Begging please release me now let me go Beebeep beebeep beebeep beebeep beebeep
Silence comes there's not a stir in the room Time to let go tho it feels like so soon Friends and loved ones carry the memories It's what one really has that's left behind
Tho some might see it as the closing act And others look ahead not looking back
to so clearly and so deeply know what one really has and what one really is during this life or, at the moments before our physical death... what sweet release into Life's rebirth!
Hi Bill always looking ahead Thank you for your insight to the poem.
peachmelbawexford, Wexford IrelandMay 20, 2015
Yes the poet has her memories to hold on to and the love bond that was there dosnt go way it's carried in the heart along with the memories if the person that has moved on and kept alive in spirit .
Knowing they be in on the same spiritual path together ,
It's beautiful ,
Faith ,trust is a wonderful thing ,
.
peachmelbawexford, Wexford IrelandMay 20, 2015
Yes one day meant to say but no hurry ,
That's fir sure,
No sense time where passed on love ones go,
They are at peace patient as they with you on earth right beside you yet so far but not,just like through another door that's locked until our physical body dies,
Their breath is like a gentle breeze on the back of your neck,
This is what I believe,
twazzle70THE GORGOYNES......, East Riding of Yorkshire, England UKMay 20, 2015
Such a lovely and refreshing view regarding our final curtain. Most enjoyable to read.
shadow1950taunton, Somerset, England UKMay 22, 2015
hi Joy one must always remember that death sits waiting in the wings. In life only 2 things are certain we are born and we die. a great depiction of death. and great poem hugs
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nice poem Happygolucky
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Rob
Knowing they be in on the same spiritual path together ,
It's beautiful ,
Faith ,trust is a wonderful thing ,
.
That's fir sure,
No sense time where passed on love ones go,
They are at peace patient as they with you on earth right beside you yet so far but not,just like through another door that's locked until our physical body dies,
Their breath is like a gentle breeze on the back of your neck,
This is what I believe,
a great depiction of death. and great poem hugs