The Kindred of the Eternal

They will come to you, my beloved.
You need not worry and search,
you need not fret and pine,
afraid
they will not be seen.

They will appear,
you may rest assured of that,
in all their glory,
in all their goodness,
in all their vibrant life.

They wish to be with you
as much as you with them,
yearning to know you,
yearning to understand you,
yearning that you might feel
their love,
as you yearn
that they might feel yours. ›

They will come to you,
my dearly loved,
though the heavens
may tremble,
though the earth
may shake and roar.

Even the greatest violence
or the end of time
cannot stop
their arrival,
for it is my will forever
that they be joined
with you.

They will come to you,
my darling child,
for amid your thoughts
they delight to mingle,
dancing and comforting
in your conscious goodness,

yearning to share
their most profound hopes
and dreams
with you,

yearning to be united with you
in spiritual oneness,
no longer separated
as disjointed entities,
but blended
in the harmony
of mutual appreciation
and wonder,
affection and loyalty,

beyond forever
in the stars
of life.