Transformation |
By Kathie Meyer |
Remembering Preston Richard, May 6, 1997 |
You’ve left your footprints on my heart
I wish that we would never have to be apart You were taken from me by the wings of love To join the angels in the heavens above Souls long past were there to meet This Angel with arms do greet From your place aloft with cherubs blessed Forever in an eternal peaceful rest Your spirit has become a seraph sacred Watching, guiding, and advising me constant Ensuring my continued success This is when I realize that I’m truly elevated The changes came not as a burst Their subtleties were barely noticeable at first The true indications Of your angelic existence Of your spiritual occurrence In the dailyness of life do emerge I visualize your presence in the morning bird Singing joyfully at the sunrise heard Or the butterfly that dances So carefully on the breeze do whist Or the rainbow of colors That brightens a stormy morn Delicately reaching around the mountain’s horn Or the final few rays of the setting sun Lighting up the skies with a magical glow Edging over the oceans horizon Sometimes our souls are moved to dance To awaken to a new understanding by chance With the passing whisper of the wisdom of another This transformation I’ve experienced as your mother |