I find an old photograph and see your smile. As I feel your presence anew,
I am filled with warmth and my heart remembers love.
I read an old card sent many years ago during a time of turmoil and confusion.
The soothing words written then still caress my spirit and bring me peace.
I remember who you used to be the laughter we shared and wonder what you have become.
Where are you now, Where did you go, When the body is left behind and the spirit is released to fly?
Perhaps you are the morning bird singing joyfully at sunrise, or the butterfly that dances
so carelessly on the breeze or the rainbow of colors that brightens a stormy sky
or the fingers of afternoon mist delicately reaching over the mountains or the final
few rays of the setting sun lighting up the skies edging the clouds with a magical glow.
I miss your being but I feel your presence, In whatever form you choose to take,
however you now choose to be.
Your spirit has become for me
a guardian angel on high guiding, advising, and watching over me.
I remember you. You are with me and I am not afraid.
Kirsti A. Dyer, MD, MS