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I also carry the memories of loved ones passed on and I also believe that they watch over us.

posted by Between_us on July 23, 2007 at 10:32 PM | link to this | reply

Beautiful, SSS. A testament to your mother and the talent of her child...

posted by saul_relative on July 23, 2007 at 9:23 AM | link to this | reply

Thanks e/one for your heart-felt comments - truly inspire me to keep on

with it all. Yes, holding my mother's hand as she took her final breath was such a pivotal mooment in my life. A GIGANTIC door seemed to open at that moment and there was definatley somthing far greater than us all in that room. I know the "gateway" thing seems like a cliche, however, I was perched on the gateway from this world and into the next during that moment. It was so extra-ordianary, it really was. It could be described as wandering aimlessly down a darkened passageway and suddenly a gigantic sun lifts itself over life's shelf illuminating e/thing. It was as though I were sitting on Gods shoulder and it is so difficult for me to hear people say there is no life after death! I believe that non spiritual people live in a grey twilight - in other words - they don't really see the FULL picture clearly. If anyone out there ever has the opportunity to witness some pass away, do not turn the opportunity down whatever you do. I fully believe that life is sort of death and the true life is beyond. We lay our cloak down at the end of this life and walk free. It is like viewing a car driving down the road from a helicopter. The car (our bodies) drives and drives and drives and is being controlled by something in the car, our spirit. And when the car finally breaks down and stops, the door opens and the person walks away. It is also uncanny how the word SPIRIT contains the letters R.I.P, which is written on out tomb stones to signify our Spiritual journey has been fulfilled. Wow, I could go on and on, altough - my brothers and sisters out there - I am a mere flegling with a great deal more to learn and do not wish to bore you by seeming to be a know it all. I am not a know it all, quite to the contrary: I belive that true wisdom is realising we know nothing. God Bless and I'll see you out past the giant blue planets later tonight. Ciao.

posted by SpencerStreetStation on July 23, 2007 at 12:01 AM | link to this | reply

Beautiful

Very lovely and touching, I absolutely *love* the last stanza.

posted by NightMajik on July 22, 2007 at 11:51 PM | link to this | reply

That's truly heart touching...

the emotion that bleed through the screen from your words...amazing....a

in rembrance of your mum and a

for you

posted by dark_mistress_again on July 22, 2007 at 11:46 PM | link to this | reply

posted by Living_Life_Large on July 21, 2007 at 3:58 AM | link to this | reply

whassup!!!

great emotions. well-written. straight from the heart. loved it. :-D

posted by serenity420 on July 20, 2007 at 9:24 PM | link to this | reply

Gulp.

posted by WindTapper on July 20, 2007 at 8:16 PM | link to this | reply

Your warm Poem made me cry
Swept my soul flying into the sky
as the Crystal light inside my heart
Passing me in memories very hurt
But that beauty was surrounding her
creating the true Path for your wish star
And her kind watchful eyes for you
I was three when my mother Die
AND The world adopt me to don't cry
But her pretty face lived in me dark sigh
the stranger

posted by NAJWA on July 20, 2007 at 5:06 PM | link to this | reply

Spencer

This is an awesome poem and I am sure your Mother does indeed look down at you keeping a watchful eye..