Mists Journey
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Mists Journey Like a Mist the wind blew in The Blowing of the Spiits drifting aside Gliding through air with the love in side remaining The Cheery light of life still remaiing Yet a Physical body's flam did darken Not able to hold the essence it once harbored The spiit that once sheltered her Life rome in place i another form Mist of the Eternal Light clikbed the latter toward their heavenly coarse Beckoning the travelors to embark upon their journey The beings took them their Each waving to the survivors realym As if to say we will seeyou some day Bake ome there Chere is the loving momory of our days Glimering in there heavens Memorable mist of the life they lad Treasured beings fo every hsared in their life We have their imprint of their mist on our plane in the love and life that remain/ Doris Mendlovitz
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That is simply beautiful Doris.
Reminds me of the Great Spirit of the Four Winds in Native American spiritual belief. -
Thanks love doris