Should I be so bold to ask you why my brother had to pass the thin veil? Yes, even though I know the pain will only deepen with the utterance, I still cry to the mountaintops. Someone once told me don't question what life throws at you, just roll with the current of the ocean; to choose life is to forgive life. SO now I am left alone with only the cool breeze to guide me through this wood of grief.I see the fawn and she says to follow her to the edge of paradise. Once I see the valley and the sight breaks my heart again into smaller pieces.My feet regain their roots to the earth as the sun sets in the west. It's just the natural progression. O Ah O Ah O Ah O Ah. I can't hate the swallow's dive more than my inability to understand why he's not here while I remain. In truth, I am jealous of my brother for he knows what comes after this pale morning. So I take up my cup wine and sip to dream of what he's doing and remember all the times we spent treading the earth. Love. No Fear. Iron.
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