Inwardly, share with me
the riddle of your passage
with physical death
while I am here
to anchor and deed with living.
Gift me with glimpses,
presence, and responses
to what is happening for you.
Take with you
how I cherish your being
and reflect for you
on the impact
you have on my life.
Find a way
to let me be with you
in your passing.
Teach me the signs
of your grace in transition.
I am calmed
as you are calming.
I journey along
but do not have
the sight or depth
unless you are the offering.
I am a servant
to the expanse you face.
I can never return from
where you now take me.
It is not that
I am dying your death
but rather I am living
a deeper richness.
You exemplify your passage
and it is answers
to my blindness.
Your spirit comes forward
as you leave
and I leave my personality
to embrace what you offer.
We are there
as never before,
revealing more
of my spirit to me
then I imagined.
You are evident
and eventful to me.
I discover a deeper love
of myself
in order to give back to you.
You are the gift given
and I am the gift I receive
from your offering
where we are becoming one
in your absence.
I am more the spirit
of myself
in honoring your life.
I do not want
memories of you.
I will live into
this connection
shared from now.
My heart is changed
for loving you now
has changed me.
They call it your death
but I live it into my life.
I am more of us
than we were.
The thanks
I would give you for this
is really to live more fully
from this place
with everyone across my life
from this day forward.
As you go
see me this way.
Call on me
any way you can.
I want to participate
across the divide
until there is none,
until there is nothing to give
and nothing to receive.
For there
as for here,
we are all becoming one . . .
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