AwHec8

Poem, Big Art

As I stare and slowly turn.
I see for miles around.
Those who Love me fill Earth’s sacred ground.
My body released from an urn.
I watch this all unfold from another place.
Far out of this time, I’m in my own holy space.

Why do you cry for me today?
We will be together another day.
Asleep, yet still on my way.
Listen carefully so you will learn.
Here I’ll stay while you all yearn.
We will be together upon Christ’s return.