I have come to believe that the sun does not set on life
It eclipses or transcends.
To transcend is to rise above, or go beyond.
Every day I rise a piece of my departed loved ones rises with me.
Everyone who was surrounded by their love,
felt their touch,
has their blood in their veins,
They rise every day.
With every memory,
with every touch,
every word and breath they rise.
The physical form is gone but that wasn’t important.
For everyone I have loved and lost; they rise in me every day.
(Nana, Grandmom, Pop Pop, Bob, Camisha)
They are by my side, my angels through happiness and sadness
giving me comfort.
They have transcended
They are everywhere they want to be.