There will be hard days
When they come
if you wish
I will arrive with
blanket
bowl
and bell
I will arrive with
water
oil
incense
fire
and flute
We will sing
talk
sit
laugh
cry
and pray
I will see you
You will see me
We will see things as they are
On the hard days
and they will come
you will have my
hands
feet
eyes
ears
mind
and heart
If you wish
I will arrive
bear witness to you
with you
in the dark
with a light
Eyes open fully
I will not look away
Dear one
you are not
and need not ever be
alone
-Oran
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(Please forgive any typos or errors at this time—this was written on a smartphone app that makes its own “corrections” in real time)
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Mimi (Friday, 11 November 2022 16:46)
I did not witness the walk you made beside your dear mother. But, I know it was a quiet, peaceful end because of your presence and the way you escorted her through the veil.
I told Michelle, at my end of my life journey, I would want you there with me.