Tucked away in a sleepy
Seaside community of Bayswater
Is a sacred space.
Mournful gulls cry
Waves crash against the sandy shore
Breezes blow leaves across the stone floor
Many feel the air, dark and heavy.
The memorial reads:
“In memory of the 229 men, women and children who perished off these shores Sept. 2, 1998. They have been joined to the sky and the sea.”
On the 2nd day of the 9th month of 1998
These beautiful souls
The 229, were never late.
No, each and every one was right on time.
It was those of us who were left
Right where we are
Who were never fine.
I breathe in the heavy air
Fill my lungs with pain and despair
Cry for those who mourn their lost loves.
My breathing eases
I find a space.
A place where love
Is truly Grace.
Bringing all the pain
Suffering and fears
Into my very core
It becomes clear.
All of those who suffered yesterday
Today from these unspeakable losses
Where-ever you are all over the world.
Please, release your pain.
It no longer serves your Higher purpose
Your loved ones are all at peace.
There is only strength in letting go
They wish only for you
To be what you were sent here to do.
Your anguish is a locked door to the reality of the world
Be freed from sadness
Fears and anguished tears.
All have moved on
Each and everyone
Beyond pain, beyond form.
When you come to this place again
See what is truly here
Butterflies and dragonflies
Caressing warm evening skies.
Drink in the vibrant green trees
Grasses and ivies
Feel the life in the granite
Breathe in the warm gentle sea air.
Know that your loved ones are alway near
Living beyond all fear.
Smile that each are exactly where they are called to be
In a different space
Called to help each of us to love, grow
Laugh and know.
Souls truly never leave
When we come here again
Let us rejoice.
Healing our minds
And, our hearts.
Thereby, cleansing the air
Remembering them well
Remembering them fair.
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