Daily Archives: March 14, 2010

They Await Us!

  • They await us,
    • Just beyond the pale
    • Of our existence.
  • “Who waits?” you ask.
    • He waits,
    • She waits.
  • “Who are they?” you ask.
    • Loved ones who
    • Have gone before.
  • With patience unlimited,
    • Loving and caring
    • And waiting.
  • They stand just beyond,
    • Just beyond the vail
    • Of life itself.
  • Just beyond our sight and touch,
    • But yet close enough
    • To feel.
  • Loving, caring, and protecting
    • Those of us who patiently,
    • Impatiently await our turn.

Originally written:  June 28, 1996

  • With the recent passing of a dear friend and since then several  friends, relatives, including my older brother.  I listened to those who have been left behind.  Each of them confirmed their belief their partner was close.   Several talk to their partner in the morning and evening.   They share their daily lives.  Each of them feel the vail between life and the next life is very thin.  A few have even said “The vail is sometimes opaque.”

A Friend Has Died!

  • A friend has died,
    • Family actually, in everything
    • Except blood.
  • It is almost like
    • She waited
    • For our arrival.
    • Yes, very close family.
  • I am glad the suffering
    • Is over and the
    • Interminable waiting
    • Has reached a climax.
  • I am sad for me.
    • I will miss my dear friend,
    • But glad to have shared,
    • My life and loves with her.
  • Again, in dying she
    • Provided an example,
    • Like she provided
    • With the rest of her life.
  • She is there just beyond
    • The veil of death,
    • Waiting, watching, and
    • Caring for us.
  • Bathed in “The Light”
    • Surrounded by
    • Her family and friends.

Originally written:  June 28, 1996

  • This was written for Edna C. of Warsaw, IN.  Edna was a neighbor and close friend of my mother-in-law.  When I visited Warsaw I would stop and share stories with Edna and take her to dinner.   We exchanged novels and compared notes after we read the books.  Edna was active in her church and volunteered for  church and community activities.   She remains in my thoughts and prayer.