She no longer has to fight
The long days and nights
Fighting pain that crippled and rippled through her
Life's riddles no longer confuse her
Transformation into knowledge everlasting a star ascending to glory
Existing in spirit watching down on the loved ones she left behind
Each one looking to the sky
Looking for guidance, calm, warmth
Some still acting like fools
Some using their God-given tools
All evolving as successes and failures in their own right
Heirs to nothing in the physical
Yet heirs to a birthright
Not a finite currency but a legacy
Eternally sprinkled about the brush
The love grandma gave us is on us to carry up
The climb is steep and the journey is long
But as our dearly departed sleeps
We have her spirit, memories, and teachings to keep us strong

"Dedicated to my grandma"