In the eternal

17 years ago, my brother, Robert Travers, Jr., died at the age of the young 36 of rare cancer after a very short struggle.  

On this day, while my heart still aches terribly and the tears still fall, I honor his life and his bright light before while here on Earth and in the eternal.

 

In the eternal

our love still remains

as it always had.

 

In the eternal

you are safe and whole

and

vibrantly alive.

You are completely free.

 

In the eternal

my love reaches you

like the waves from a vast

continent reaches another.

 

In the eternal

you still live deep inside of me

ever present, ever knowing,

ever watchful.

 

In the eternal,

your soul and mine

are connected.

I feel your smile upon me

as you see all that I do.

 

In the eternal,

you are never a memory,

you only are

still alive in every being

that knew you.

 

In the eternal,

your soul awaits mine

so that your joy becomes mine

and we never separate

in that beautiful home of

eternity.

 

 

I miss you, my dear brother, I miss you…

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“You were born together, and together you shall be for evermore. You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days. Aye, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.”  — Kahlil Gibran

In the eternal

17 years ago, my brother, Robert Travers, Jr., died at the age of the young 36 of rare cancer after a very short struggle.  

On this day, while my heart still aches terribly and the tears still fall, I honor his life and his bright light before while here on Earth and in the eternal.

 

In the eternal

our love still remains

as it always had.

 

In the eternal

you are safe and whole

and

vibrantly alive.

You are completely free.

 

In the eternal

my love reaches you

like the waves from a vast

continent reaches another.

 

In the eternal

you still live deep inside of me

ever present, ever knowing,

ever watchful.

 

In the eternal,

your soul and mine

are connected.

I feel your smile upon me

as you see all that I do.

 

In the eternal,

you are never a memory,

you only are

still alive in every being

that knew you.

 

In the eternal,

your soul awaits mine

so that your joy becomes mine

and we never separate

in that beautiful home of

eternity.

 

 

I miss you, my dear brother, I miss you…

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“You were born together, and together you shall be for evermore. You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days. Aye, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.”  — Kahlil Gibran

I must walk forward.

I must walk forever forward

into the darkness, the mist,

the unknown.

If I try to stay where I am.

The sunlight will dim,

and the clouds will obscure my vision.

Eventually, night time always falls.

 

I must walk forever forward

into the darkness, the mist,

the unknown.

The promise of possibility is only ahead.

Not behind.

What I know behind is easier than what I know ahead.

But transformation only happens in the deep darkness.

 

I must walk forward

into the darkness, the mist,

the unknown.

I know not why

but yet I must.

Eventually, night time always falls.

Eventually, dawn inevitably breaks.

 

I must walk forward.

 

 

 

 

My one day, my one hour

You walk with me.

You walk near me.

But, yet I turn my eye to you.

Every step that I take,

I know not the hour that you come.

But one day, one hour,

you will come.

And, in that hour,

nothing will be the same.

You are a daily companion,

I do not want to travel with.

But, yet, I do.

I know your bittersweet taste.

When you have knocked on my door

and visited

nothing has remained the same.

The emptiness,

the loss,

the intense desolation.

I know you well.

Too well.

My dear friend,

we walk silently as partners all 

throughout

life.

May your lesson

allow me to live fully,

today.

Let me take what comes tomorrow

before you come

at my one day,

my one hour.

The great giver and the great thief.

“Linger awhile, for you are so beautiful.”

Stay with me

in this moment.

Don’t let it pass

so quickly.

Time is the great giver

and the great

thief.

On such a day,

I want it to float on and on,

forever.

But, surely

as day marches into the night,

it doesn’t.

Time is the great giver

and the great

thief.

All comes to end

as surely as the sun

rises and sets.

For this moment,

let me languish in the present

for it is beautiful here.

Let me linger for a while,

until the light edges from the sky.

You are so beautiful.

The great thief comes

as daylight ebbs into twilight.

Releasing me from this one perfect, beautiful

moment.

 

 

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Faust – “Stay for a while, for you are so beautiful.”

 

Awake dear soul! Awake!

You are so known you are forgotten.

Complacency and familiarity.

I see you but yet I do not see you.

The hummingbird flies outside the window

but yet I cannot stop to see.

 

Awake dear soul!  Awake!

 

I see the surface but yet not what lies below.

My soul, your soul, our soul

is covered by a cloak of time.

 

Awake dear soul!  Awake!

 

Numbing and distance.

Deep below lies a landscape unknown.

But complacency and familiarity have

numbed me to its excavation.

 

Awake dear soul!  Awake!

 

You grab my hand but I pull away.

The mystery forgotten

lost in a quiet death

not seeing for myself any longer

living in my numbed complacent life.

 

Awake dear soul!  Awake!

 

Lead me away from this deadened life to

the mystery and magic,

blessing and possibility

that lie deep below.

 

Awake dear soul!  Awake!

 

Come, let’s excavate the soul.

Just being

Just being.
A life like any other.
Not recognized.
Peering into the eyes of a soul.
The light illuminates the deep passages inside.
Spreading like the dawn to the darkness.
A flower unfolding in the heat of the day.
Your beauty is hidden below.
Existing.
Not recognized.
You are like nobody.
Barely swimming in a tide of ordinary.
Suffocating in complacency.
Until light illuminates the recesses of the darkness.
And, your brilliant radiance shows forth.
Sheltering your richness and complexity
while in the world you are
Just being.