When the wind blows.

When a precious soul is plucked from our midst

leaving an abyss that cannot be filled

what becomes of us and them?

Still your grieving heart

open your mind and soul

quiet your racing mind with all it's questions

now listen carefully for the winds of fate and fortune.

Upon the winds are carried the voices of those we miss the most.

Stop grieving so completely for they are with you

waiting for you to still yourself and listen to them.

their peace can be yours aswell

knowing they are safe and sound.

Knowing there is no time to rule them

Bias to gauge them and pain to make them suffer.

Walk in the cool , calm ,forest of time and see what they have become.

Little souls and great souls walking hand in hand

with love and peace

the very things we dream of.

Then return and share this knowledge with those who need to know it

to still their grieving, lamenting souls aswell.

This is why that world likes a wake as e death is really just a transition

to better and grander things with less limitations.

"What the caterpillar calls the end of the world" the master calls a butterfly"

Set them free and watch their light burn brighter for it.

We are all connected to the forest of life no matter what stage we are at.

So when the wind blows and the trees creek,

Smile and see them walking on the moonlit path of life and death

Blessed be anam cara.

Anam cara is a soul friend the one who without you are not whole

twin soul, soul mate etc it matter not.

Dedicated: to all those we have watched walk a new path