I was here
when she planted the seeds
I was also here
when she provided fertilizer to the growing trees
I was hanging around
when she watching the flower buds begin to appear
and now I am here
picking the blooming flowers
to sprinkle on her grave
I believe she would be happy
sleeping under a sprinkling of
her last flowers
which could not be seen
***
– mei –
Death cannot be caused by anyone or anything, nor can it be stopped or delayed
unless such is in agreement with what has been pre-written.
Allah swt tells us:
“Nor can a soul die except by Allah’s leave, the term being fixed by writing…”
The combination of the image and your words…just sweeps my mind away! A beautiful gem!
Glad you like it.
I have nominated you for a Versatile Blogger Award. I like your site.
See my post at: http://myvoyagethroughtime.wordpress.com/2012/06/26/three-awards-from-sahm-abby-and-joanna/
beautiful poem my friend I love it.
Thank you so much Milena, I am glad you like it.
Hugs
mei
That was a beautiful piece. I also loved the image with the watches. Your new header rocks as well. Keep up the good work…
Felicia
I am glad you like it Felicia, I’ll try my best.
Thank you so much.
Warm wishes.
mei
amazing poem sister. yes she will be. to know that she is remembered and loved.
Hope so,
Thank you much sist.
Well done …
I have learn a lot from you and glad to have you here again.
Thank you so much Jamie.
Warm wishes.
mei