I will meet you in the slow dawning
of the morning,
I will see you as you appear from
the fading darkness,
I will hear you speak my name out
of the exquisite silence,
I will reach out, place my hand
in yours, and feel the
universe tremble.
Your smile will ignite an
explosion of fragrances propelled
by the grand sweeping of
angelic wings.
I will meet you in the slow dawning
of the morning.
I will know you.
You will know me.
And we shall disappear into
endless delight.
O death, where is your sting?
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Shining Spirit 
I am speechless…..
May I have this with your name on the handout at my memorial service? Simply a piece beyond beautiful.
I’m very pleased that you found it meaningful. Your comments and observations are always appreciated.