Who will come to my funeral?
For I have just gone through a death.
Will you celebrate my re-birth,
on this day I’m born anew on the earth?
My willingness to die,
a thousand million deaths,
is my power and strength in life.
Its how I illumine paths.
Like the brightest rays of the Sun
amidst the dark and shadow,
Who will come to my funeral to see,
this brilliance of Spirit, this Life!
Death is my ally,
a mask of light fully lit
by liberation’s portal.
We are immortal.
~ By Sheena J. Oliphant