Earth, water, fire, we have walked through together.
I know we have only hours left as friends.
Air will be the last element to leave.
Like a cocoon of protection we are together on the final part of this path.
A journey I promised I would accompany you on
You told me you were scared.
What if there is nothing at the end of the road?
What if it’s simply a snuffing out of a candle, lights out.
Darkness then nothing?
How could I tell you what I knew to be true?
It is like the lighting of a candle the opening of a new door.
Walking out of the darkness.
I know because I’ve been here before.
The first time they said was a near death experience.
I had to disagree.
It was near life utter calmness floating watching quizzically at the panic below.
As they fought to bring me back maybe it wasn’t my time to go.
Many times I have had the privilege to vigil to hold hands as souls leave.
Chanting in whispers
Mirroring those last breathes
Catching sight of loved ones who come to greet you at your death.
Death of the body but not of your soul.
As you let go of my hand as your welcomed back home.
I stand in the calmness then trace my steps back alone.