Patty's Tsror

then the breath fades,

flowers wither

yet stones

souls will endure,

pebbles placed ontop gravestones

each a permanent bond,

each a weight

grounding our spirit

yoking ghosts to the earth,

sheltered by each other’s eternity,

ever secured upon the Shepherd’s sling

still, we must acknowledge those souls who must forever drift

who instead choose the endless air, the wending wind

to bond,

to shelter those delicate souls,

to celebrate their hope for unbounded freedom

to forever roam,

to forever seek their serenity

thus, whether earth or sky

should embrace the fragility of Life everlasting…

may Patty now forever be protected from the curse of endless departure,

may Patty now forever be protected from the curse of perished memory!

3/22/18