Sepulchered inside a vaulted night so deep
the crow soars alone inside that ebon sky of yours
Center arched in space, heaven is filled with stars
an so your secret lies across orange-yellow meteors.
Encased inside a cold embrace,
your imminent last sigh !
Irreversible as the hour, this cancer has taken a leap
and the butterflies of summer, have all but gone away
Choral hymns of worship amazing Grace, ... foresight
how I long to keep you here, at least for one more day
within the cold embrace of death,
your inevitable, goodbye !
HOPEFULLY, WE GET IT RIGHT DOWN HERE AND THEN PHYSICAL DEATH IS ONLY FOR A TIME...AS OUR ETERNAL PROMISED TOMORROWS ARE ON THE HORIZON. THANKS FOR THE SHARE, MYSTIC. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH... HIS+INSPIRATIONS
With cancer one feels the cold well before the final leaving. I had a chill just reading what you wrote. Why cancer singles out some and not others is what it is so unsettling about it.
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A crown jewel in these tenuous times.
Ron