Father Rest in Peace

Let it all go, the fears. Let it all be as it is. For this day is chosen, for him, and for you.
He did not live the life he dreamed.
He lost himself in a sea of troubles,
after the death of his beloved.
And so for my father,
I live the dream, my dream, and his own dream of which was broken,
by his own sadness and despair.
Today I cry for this beautiful man, who’s purity of heart is the only thing that remains.
May the image of my father rest in peace within me.
And may it carry me wisely on my way.

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Rejoining Hands

As I picture the easing
of the passing away
of my father.

The end of suffering.

I see in front of me
the symbol of eternity.

A couple holding hands,
walking along in the park.

As they approach a tree,
they're hands become free.

and rejoin again once passed.

So now I see
the image of my father
finally rejoining hands with my mother
and setting off,
on another journey.

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