doc benway Posted November 4, 2022 people will deny anything these days so, I have decided to join the practice of dismissing things that we’ve been told are true I have decided to quit believing in death ~ it just doesn't exist for me anymore instead, I have a new theory I’m working on: when our dear ones depart their bodies and turn back into air and light they don't disappear behind a brick wall that separates us ~there are no bricks there is no wall ~there are no barriers there is only a grand window between us and those whom we have stitched ourselves to with the most divine of angel hair threads we can see our beloveds in the heart shape clouds and they can see us as we kiss their picture goodnight ever so softly death doesn't exist it's a debunked flat-earth theology where we are told that the people we love spill off the edge of the world and fall away from us into the endless unknown that's not my experience what I have seen is that when a dear one leaves me I don't feel the space grow between us I feel us grow closer together ~ our entanglement becomes tighter they travel with me to the store to buy garlic they brush my hair out of my eyes while I cry in my car in an empty parking lot they join me on my daily walk around a lake they sit on the board of my conscious and offer me advice they float above me while I write a poem they laugh when I trip over the same chair damn every day they catch my prayers and courier them to God they write love notes to me with steam on my bathroom mirror they play the right songs on the radio at just the right time they have made a cottage in my heart they have turned my eyes into miracle telescopes they converted my lungs into a retreat center they dance in the eyes of my children my loved ones haven't gone anywhere and neither have yours they are just on the other side of the window waiting for you to see them waving at you in their sundresses made out of stars and their tuxedos stitched by time and someday I will be on the other side of the glass acting so obnoxious that you won't be able to ignore me and someday I will be writing you love notes on the petals of sunflowers for you to find just when you need to read them and someday I will help paint a sunset in the exact color of the way I felt whenever I was wrapped up tightly in your arms I'm not scientist but my research tells me that death doesn't exist however, love does and it has no end and neither do we ~ john roedel 2 2 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
