Patty's Tsror

photo  by the author

as a breath fades

flowers wither,

yet stones

and souls 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,

secured upon the Shepherd’s sling

still, we must acknowledge those souls who must forever drift,

who instead chose the endless air, 

the wending wind to bond

and to shelter those delicate souls,

we must celebrate their hope for unbounded freedom

to forever roam,

to forever seek serenity

thus, whether earth or sky

should embrace the fragility of her of Life everlasting:

may Patty now forever be protected from the curse of endless drift;

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

3/22/18