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^my mom n Morgan ringing the bell when she finished her chemo n radiation in may 2013.

You traded

19 more years

And refused to be taken victim

To your own bodies terrorism

Creating its own algorithm

And destroying your systems sacred tradition

Normal bodily mechanics became a contradiction.

Uncontrollably

Blinded by a spell

Your cells blindly mutated

Like a computer virus-

Infinitely copying –

The copy;

Until inevitably-

Crashing is the only salvation.

Against all odds-

The poison that literally- killed you

Had saved you.

Literally-

Signing your life away…

But that day

You were here to stay.

I know what you sacrificed for me….

A deal with the devil,

If I ever did see one.

Sure, fine as can be print, for ya!

“Cataracts.”

Is what was foretold-?
Please,
Sylvia brown
foresaw better than

But the clock ticks its last tick

And the Rider prepares

The contract:

“A life for life”

But; at what price?

Death came whispering once more

Courageously,

You marched toward the eye of the storm:

But if we had known,

If only only we had known…

The storm had only begun

If only we had seen the devil in the details

You wouldn’t have had to travel so many miles.

You traded your heavenly body-

A life of ecstasy

For a life of misery

And passed through so gracefully…

Surrounded by four walls-

You were never meant

To be confined by a physical world.

Angles are unhandled

Warriors of God

And have no bounds.

Time and space are limited

Compared to the ocean of heaven.

a picture I drew in rememberence of my mo.