The Shadow that cast light Pt2
Veronica. I would say it in a way that made every letter of her name as important as the name itself. I would let her name carry every wish I ever made. When the vibrating air collected her name, there were no echoes. Her name held the life I sacrificed. Lifting all heaven, I would never see her as beautiful as the night she stood over me as I was lowered into the earth. I could feel her fire through the ground, through my resting place and into my heart. The shadow that cast light. This lonely lake where I sit, as a ghost. She sits next to me as she did when we could still hold each other. Her hand inside mine. She turns her head towards me and for the first time her eyes find mine. She smiles and with a tear she whispers, "I'm ready to come to you, please wait here for me....I love you". I watch her walk without fear into the arms of this lake. Its welcoming aqua embraces her. Then, her hand again in mine, I feel her. I hear her voice. My love is whole again. Death is not the end. The shadow that cast light.
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