circa 1990’s

Great aunt Mare
ready to walk with the ancestors
shrouded beneath the bed sheets she is still able to reach out to me
holds onto my arm
whispers to me how easy it is to float on out of this life
her gaze far yet specific

i ask her anxiously
what she sees
Brown Bear Brown Bear / the name passed onto me since my father’s passing
Brown Brown Bear
what i got to see for
all around me hands that touch
guide my spirit along
i just listen for the bells
hear my native tongue
i’ll be speaking it soon

now close that mouth,
no worrying about me think through
this life you live even now all that you do
no need to see,
just let the hands of the creator touch deeply
gently
guide your spirit along,
and sweetly listen for your family’s native tongue.

 
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