Intrinsic Guardian

Intrinsic Guardian 10-4-93

Good afternoon angelic death
sing in your cathedral choir
envelop my senses subdued
by your greeting.
Kiss my tears
as they leave my face.
Stand behind them
as they fall to the cement.
Wait in my footsteps
as they evaporate in the sun.
I want you to follow me
through my life
to assure the free spirit
of my grief
and the recollections
of my senses.

This Understanding About Death

This Understanding About Death 1-17-92

It's just a part of life
and for me to be afraid of death,
to ignore death or to hide death
would have that part of my life confined
unable to grow spiritually.
That would take away from me
the freedom to live life
to its full potential.
Writing about death
exposes my feelings,
my thoughts an my fears about death
of the people around me
and within myself.
In doing that I can find
an acceptance of death
and I am able to live with death freely
no matter how morbid it may seem.