Celebrate with me for I have peace in my soul
Celebrate with me for I am rejoined with God
Celebrate with me for I have known your love
Celebrate with me for I will always be with you
I will send you a hug in the warmth of a sunbeam
I will send you comfort in the whispers of the wind
I will send you a smile in the colors of the rainbow
I will send you love in the melody of a bird’s song
Think of me and I will always be near you
Talk to me and I will always hear you
Tell stories and I will still laugh with you
Remember me and my love will be in you
Though my soul may be free of its earthly form
Feel no great sorrow for I will never be gone
Deep in your thoughts where memories are born
I am still in your heart where I’ve always belonged
Why did I choose to write about dying? I didn’t - it chose me!
I had been living in my little ‘A’ frame cabin on the lake for about six months - enjoying the solitude, reading, writing and pondering.
For three days I had been struggling to write a poem about the Universe (also in this section) but the right idea just wouldn’t come.
From my spot on the couch I could feel the warmth of the mid-day sun, could see the serenity of the lake, could hear the singing of the birds and the chirping of a squirrel.
Before I knew what was happening my hand had grabbed a blank page and was feverishly writing.
In fifteen minutes it was finished - not the poem I was intending to write but one that has brought me more peace than anything else I have ever written.
At that moment I was one with the universe and had forever lost my fear of dying. What a tremendous gift I had received.