My greatest of friends, on the road we all travel,
The memories shared,
the laughter rang loud.
Through the years, the bond only grew,
The good and the bad, we shared it all.
Then death reared large, growing inside,
Consuming her life,
the pain on her face.
Her eyes grew sad, her shattered dreams.
Drained and weary, always carried with grace,
Crushed under the burden
of her unsought fate.
As she lay there finally in peace,
The blood red water encompassing her body,
I was drawn to the beauty of her face.
The calmness of her expression,
the outline of a smile.
Never have I seen such beauty.
Transfixed by her serenity, devoid now,
of life’s tumult,
Her suffering fulfilled.
Where lines of pain had flourished,
Now there was found the peace of angels.
An act of great courage,
bringing salvation.
An act of freedom,
In death, a new beginning,
Finally at peace, in the warmth
of God's embrace.