Astraea: The one that leads the way


It hurts to not be able to write
It’s weird that we’ll never again fight
I’m glad, I spoke those words few
Those words that I love you

And I can hear your heart in my chest
I can still feel my head on your breast
I have for many years doubted that the world was just
I find repose in the thought, all is not lost

There’s a pause in the air
God holds his breath
I know you’re now in the right place
Behind my closed eyelids I see your face

I’ll be with you tomorrow
When I float through the bardo
We have inexhaustible love to borrow
Our fuel to heaven in this boat

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