You wake up in the morning
With dust on your pillow
From the nothing that goes through your head
Trying not to remember
The hurricane
That ravaged your mind
And the reason
We don't speak anymore

from the fear
that you sleep with at night
awake your eternal being
clothed in this temporary flesh
and remember that after you die,
you will always find your loved ones
on the other side
of time and space
where over there,
you won't know them
by the appearance
of their face,
the color of their skin
nor flesh or bone
but by spirit,
with soul and all
it will be a beautiful sight
and you my dear
*would be the first one I recognize