In the Cycle

In all things of nature there is balance, the hoop, the cycle. The blessings of life comes with the price of eventual death. My best friend of more than half my life was called to the spirit world leaving a hole in my heart. After going through many things I found one of her poems that has brought a healing balm to my wounded soul.

My soul finds peace
My heart finds serenity
My eyes sense beyond
All because of you

My Lord and my Lady
You give my views, senses
And feeling I cannot explain
For this I am forever grateful

For friends, for loves lost and found
For paths, seen and overgrown
Everything you have shown me
I can never repay you truly

Till we meet face to face at last

~Rebecca Draeger 1981-2012
(Ainanar Daerandil ~Sacred-Flame Shadow-Walker)

So to my Anam Cara you will forever be in my heart till the day my spirit is freed to seek you out once more. Your candle is lit come walk with me as my guide.