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August, 2016

  • Celia Marion

When I Die

When I die,

do not grieve for me,

for I shall be dancing

with the wind

on the crest of the sea,

glittering in the starlight,

shimmering on the sands.

Do not grieve for me,

for I shall be

in the embrace

of All there is to Be.

If tears flow,

and your heart aches,

so let it be.

Grieve, but grieve

with joy for me,

and know that I have lived

my days fully.

Stand by the sea;

close your damp eyes.

Sit with your sorrow,

and let it flow through you

with the song of the waves.

Turn your cheek to the breeze.

With it

I shall kiss you gently,

with the deepest of love

that ever could be.

For, lo,

though you cannot touch my lips,

and you cannot catch my laugh,

I shall be surrounded and filled

by the greatest of all love,

the Source of All Life,

and able to embrace you within me

as forever

as the sand and the sea.

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