Spirit

Eyes are closed

Everything is buried

Yet the soul

Floats away

Towards the sky

.

Soaring up

Looking down

Seeing the desolate faces

Those left behind

And sinking down

Back to the surface of earth

.

Always watching

A silent shadow

Picking up turned salt

And moving ladders out of the way

Silently keeping safe

Those left behind

.

Sometimes

They see

A shadow

A smiling shadow

One who watches

The space behind them

The spirit of the family

.

Always there

Making sure

Everything goes

To the best possible fate

And when it is time

Leaving

Together

To the waiting sky

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