There is a song that I hum/sing whenever I bury the dead. I don’t remember how it started. Sometimes things just come to me while I’m in the middle of a process or ritual. Occasionally, new verses pop into my head, and I add them to it. I see a lot of lives not lived, being “out there” in nature. I think that a long time ago my wee girl heart must have made sense of that by being gifted with some knowing that little souls need to rest and move on. Every deeply spiritual experience that I have had in my lifetime has happened during the final moments of an animal’s life. I’ve been honored by these glimpses of Other, when time virtually stops, even if only for a moment, and I can feel the connection of everything.
Far away, far away
Leave the light of the day
Darkness waits
In her arms you will stay.
I will have, and I’ll hold
Speaks the earth we are told
As the moon watches you
Dressed in gold.
Sleep in peace, child of mine
May your dreams intertwine
With the hearts of the ones
Left behind.
As you run through the stars
Be at one where you are
While the nights spin on by
From afar.
By and by, across time
Oceans swirl, sun still shines
Then you wake, stretch your soul
And you climb.
And above, calls that sun
So your rest falls away
Your sweet soul seeks a home
A new day.
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