a blink. a gasp. a sharp thud.

the earth is quaking,
soul shaking,
mind breaking.
this cannot be.
i must be trapped in an alternate reality,
and its gruesome fallacies
are bringing me to my knees.
my stomach is a knotted tree,
spitting out thick profanities
at demons who mock me
and my ghastly scream:
"how can this be?"

in every dream i'm fallingfallingfallingfalling
no bottom to the depths,
and when my eyes jolt open
i wonder,
"is this how you felt,
like there was no ******* end?"

but i choose to believe
you were flying -
soaring over valleys of wildflowers,
as rivers powerfully
race you
across sun-soaked lands,
through layers of hot quick sand
and into the vast ocean
reflecting moonbeams and old daydreams.
as osiris weaves
your laughter through
the tapestry of stars,
and guides your flight
round saturn's rings,
and spins you off to galaxies
where you glide past suns i cannot see.
you're bouncing off comets,
growing unbreakable wings.
and oh, darling,
you're universes beyond me,
gloriously wrapped in the heavens.

but in the deepest caverns
of my hollowed out heart
your spirit resides still,
and your joy and energy and love will
always reflect the universal pull
of the web which connects us all.
and though your body may no longer be with me,
your soul has transcended into everything i can and cannot see,
and one day -
one beautiful day,
we will all join you in eternity
laughing and dancing and free.

thank you, for sharing your light with me.