When I was born,
I cried a lot,
I was ALIVE!
I wanted to stay with the Angels,
But, you laughed and cried tears of joy,
You wanted me so much,
When I died,
I cried only one tear of joy,
I was GONE! No more,
I was going back to my creator,
But you cried tears of sorrow,
I would be missed dearly.
2/5/2019.

Born in the dances of the night
Grew in the playful noises of light
Died and flew into the phantom blue of sky

Taken in God's arms forever.
The physical realm has lost its power.
The spirit world is where I am born.
The physical world mere Lego to form.