Some thoughts on a lovely Sunday morning…

Someday I am going to die.

I’m not afraid,
but I don’t want to leave.
Can the love that awaits me
on the other side
be any more amazing
than what I have here?

It’s difficult to imagine…
to believe.
So let me
remain here
for as long as possible.

And when the love
is no longer around me –
when my life force is all spent –
I’ll depart with a prayer
that I leave behind

some star stuff
that shines and shimmers
in the atmosphere.