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lluvia de abril
Poems
Dec 2015
Souls Carry
Six feet about entomb my silks
though it’s not there that I lay still
My flight descends upon your shoulder heavily
as time suspends all I have lived and carried
yet
not my will, not my soul
my soul will carry
Angels sing the song of grief
a voice in tune with Gabriel’s
an infant spreads about white petals
though for today, not at my feet
My love takes in a final scene
with me, a final breath
though pain consumes
with thoughts of death
his face appears serene
He stays behind and cries, he cries
for me, for him, for us
Cry not for silks, oh love, my dear
an empty box is all that sits before you
As you lay down a flower
and earth atop that box
I am in your mind, your soul and heart
for it is there, where mine will carry on
If I go before you, remember - we fly the way of butterflies.
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