Saturday, March 14, 2015

His Last Act Before Leaving Me

His last act before leaving me

Our souls were knit together
We were one
He took that for granted

How could he not?
Bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh
Heart of my heart

Breath of my breath

His thoughts linked to mine
His faith that I would always provide

My last gift to him was death
He opened his eyes
And said
"No love, let your last gift be chai
Now I am ready to go"

It is finished,
In Beauty

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