POETRY

              This is the poem I wrote about mom's death and the pain that she had been in for months. 

  PARADISE ROAD

  Lesa Smith Warren

Tethered to earth,

Seeking rebirth.

Memory's effigies

Desperate for worth.

Baneful embrace.

Transfigured grace.

Cleaving to leaving, the

Spirit displaced.

Wounded by sight,

Envy's delight.

Would that love could out of 

Torment, bring light.

Whispers of pain's

Weary refrain.

Misery's liberty's

Ending, ordained. 

Past lives forsworn,

Intention's firstborn.

Mortal fears' fragile tears

Lovingly mourn.

Life's cadence slows.

Beauty foregoes.

Crimson sheath cold beneath, 

Hope decomposed.

Longing recedes.

Reverence leads.

Purified inside, once

Reconciled, frees.

                      Failing breath - relent!

                      The battle is won.

                      Ravaged heart - consent!

                      Your labor is done.

                      Savage pain - release!

                      Your rule is subdued.

                      Weary mind, find peace,

                      And faith springs anew.

Silence descends.

A fragile life ends.

From the night, soul takes flight.

New life begins.