The Visitations

During the night I traveled to the place of the Soul Revue.

I saw them in the cottage through the window and the light.

He must have felt me there before he came out.

You can't be here,

He said.

This place isn't for you.

Go back.

This is just for me now.

Then I knew why the visits had stopped.

He went back and I watched them talking.

He softened and turned and smiled.

The biggest smile and waved.

He waved at me before I turned.

To travel back to the world from which I came.

With peace,

Sadness,

And a deeper understanding.

For months after his death he traveled with me.

He sat outside my clinic,

Waved to me walking across the busy streets.

He was there beside me.

He was with the children.

This would change.

I knew from this moment.

For whatever I had witnessed that night.

I knew that things would change.

That the visits would cease.

And I would go back to my world of the living.

The connection would remain.

For the veil between life and death had lifted.

And peace and love remained.