No Tears, My Beautiful Ones…
The Eternity of a Mother’s Love

No tears, my beautiful ones for I now travel with the light of your souls illuminating my way, guiding me to my place of rest where I will wait for you, my precious ones and while I do, know this, with all my heart, made richer by your love, I need you to live, I need you to let me go. I am the one waiting for you, that role is mine, do not squander this beautiful life paused in a state of unrelenting grief.
If I have taught you one thing, my treasured ones, it is to truly live this exquisite life, relish every ounce of joy and beauty in this world and to be kind, to yourself first and foremost. In this, you honor my life.
And if you miss me, know I am with you, for our love is rooted in every tree, embracing you with every gentle breeze, resplendent in each sunset, rejoicing in the sun’s ascension. The red kite soaring above your sorrow is telling you all is good, and I am well, when the crow squarks as your heart pains with loss, I am there, beside you in the copse. Although your eyes cannot make out my form, I am not gone, my beautiful ones I am simply reclining in Nature’s palace.
Michele Grieve