I listen to the rattle of his lungs and wonder if today will be the day he leaves me here and travels far above.
Vibrations ever increasing.
I feel the whoosh of death.
The beginning of the journey beyond all space and time.
I can feel the imbalance and confusion his body feels as he hangs it away.
His soul is all encompassed and has no need for earthly cloak.
Our souls are so connected; how will I journey alone.
My heart it hurts and spreads throughout my body.
My soul rejoices knowing soon he will be healed.
I'm torn into, what do I pray; body or release of soul.
I feel the pressure mounting and strain to bring it down.
All hope and fears within by being lies.
Knowing that what I feel is only half of his.
I must be strong and journey on this path.
To love and comfort all his days.
And pray each night that I awake to say goodbye before he crosses over.










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