Today would have been my brother Gary's 56th birthday.
It's also the 30th anniversary of my mother's death.
This one's for them.
for Gary & Lenore
We all have three souls in us, say the wise:
The Ever Soul,
born of eternity;
The Now Soul, which dies when the body dies;
And the Then Soul,
which lives in memory.
The Now Soul is who we all think we are.
It has to die so
that our Ever Soul
Can take its rightful place as a bright star
Shining on all
who, under Heaven’s bowl,
Keep our Then Soul alive—as I do yours.
The thought of you
is like a magic feather
That lifts my spirits till my Now Soul soars.
Until the day I die
we’ll be together:
Your Ever Soul
in every star I see
And your Then
Soul forever part of me.
Copyright 2014 Matthew J Wells
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