Photo: Kelley Mooneyham
And Wisdom whispered..
Your elders walk before you having journeyed through the field of knowing.
The body begins to weaken as the strength of the Light approaches..
shedding all that is within
that is not of Love.
The body that contains the soul
for gathering wisdom and living the mystery here.. Is far too small to contain
the Wisdom, Love and Light that awaits..
Losing one form
dissolving into another
as we age into Light.
The elder is meant to grow in joy and peace
as the body begins to sense
It can no longer
carry and contain
the emerging Presence
growing within..
However, our vision is often limited..
Seeing only what is passing
Transfixed by
what has been lost..
Rarely perceiving
the approaching Light
that arrives with the pain.
As the body and senses
begin to take their leave
Blurred vision and dulled senses
Seek an answer..
What is happening
Where have they gone?
Rarely do we perceive
the emerging Strength
from the approaching horizon..
Who touches, heals and
Leads the way
to a new way of being..
We ask where has the time gone?
It all feels so short
And it is..
Because there is an eternity within us..
Whispering there is more..
What we call death
is a harsh winter that awakens
in a gentle spring..
a dissolving into Wisdom
a letting go into Love
an emerging into the Eternal within us..
that beckons us
to become so much more..
What we have known in our loved ones
What they have known of themselves
In one sense is indeed gone
from sight..
But if you listen..
The breath of the wind
Carries the whispers of their joy and eternal youth
They are more..
They are healed
They are whole..
Living in wholeness in Love and Peace
They are in All that is
living as One..
With the One Spirit that lives in All
They walk before us
They walk with us
They walk behind us..
Encircling our path with
the Spirit of Wisdom
The embrace of Love
the whispers of Joy..
Has there ever been a joyless true love?
And now Love is all they know..
As their breath is restored
By the Breath of Eternal Love
The communion of Elders..
The communion of Saints..
The communion with All we have loved
Invite us into their joy
To imagine their presence now
transformed and whole..
light within Light..
love within Love..
Waiting for a prayer
and open heart
to guide us
through the mysteries
Of this winding Sacred road..
Be Still and Know..
If we cannot sense it
If we cannot feel it
They remain
They are here
And they will lead the Way..
To the One who is Love
In every age..
At any age..
If we open ourselves
to the Wisdom and Strength
of the approaching Light..
And the Whispers of Joy.
© 2022 Chris Donovan