A Poem to Help us Befriend Death & Loss. Via Rica Lewis
What if Death
What if death were not a thief, but rather, a set of wings whose warm feathers could lovingly sweep us into the place where souls find rest? What if death were not a cruel blade, cutting our lives from the vine? What if death were a shelter, a place to preserve love in the velvet expanse of its wings, keeping it safe from life’s storms? What if death were not a matter of decay, but rather, a process of shifting energy, a soul’s journey from its flesh-bone home to its new address in eternity’s embrace? What if death did not taste like salty tears, but rather, like the dew in a garden where love and peace bloom forever?