Energy beating, pounding the sand, Inspire, expire, holding her hand.
Visions of Bliss alive in her head, physical body and mind all but dead.
Love swoops from the sky to rescue the flesh from critics’ opinions, who knows what was best?
Secrets Confided, from inside the tunnel, patiently leading the way through the funnel,
of stars and angels, beings of Light. Don’t fear, my dear mother, gone only from sight.
I’ll remember you always, as always I have, in this life, the last one and all on our path.
Your flowers bloom Willingly, go now, you’re Safe. Please stand by my side as I rebuild my faith.