Foundation.
Do you believe in life after death?
Title:
The Rainbow Bridge
(A lone voice whispers)
In a deep dream
I saw an old wooden bridge
A bridge of green and blue
Filled with yellow flowers and red roses
At the front of a gigantic crowd of watching blinking eyes
Stood a regal old lady
Blue eyes
Crow black hair
Dressed in purple with a white shawl
She seemed quite confident and approached
You may not cross here yet
She spoke
Within my mind
These lands are for those who never forget true love
Us
The ancestors of all of mankind
This is The Rainbow Bridge
And over those ivy mountains are the golden cities
Filled with now happy reunited souls and their all their sidekicks
Brothers and sisters
Fathers
Mother's and so many others in between
Eternal watchers
Who you now see
Before you
Called
The Bellagio
A sea of eyes
Filled with love
Who'll follow you
Wherever you go
Waiting patiently
In this rain or snow
For their beloved to eventually show
Above you
If you look
Is a golden mirror
So we can see to the other side
To know when our beloved time too comes
To prepare to be reunited
When our true love
Say their final goodbyes to the mortal world
For true love never dies
Only fluctuates
As one walks
Through a new gate
To be at peace
No pain
No anxiety
Just happy to see our soulmates
As one crosses The Rainbow Bridge
For there is no time
And no such concept of being late
Now go
Astral traveler
And recount our meeting and greetings from me and The Bellagio
And with a low pearly sound of laughter
She turned and walked back into the sea of smiling eyes
Of the Great Hereafter
Who all blinked in unison
Seemingly smiling
And all disappeared
As the dream started to fade
She appeared once more
Briefly
In the trailing smoke
And whispered before I could answer
She spoke
It is I
Lucinda
Your mother
Take care
You have so much more to give
Like so many good people who still live
I, alongside so many others, will always patiently wait
So take your time and slow down
Don't rush to cross our gate
And as I woke and wrote
In my dream journal
The beloved memories of The Rainbow Bridge returned
Making me smile
That she was waiting
Now at peace and in no more pain
Amongst her happy brothers and sisters
Beyond The Rainbow Bridge
Patiently waiting
In the snow and ethereal rain
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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