Tuesday, August 4, 2020
There's a voice calling me to the heavens. It's sacred quiet shrouds over the early morning canopy of this day. She is the "voice of silence" She requires the laying down of worries at her feet to heal others. She's the stillness of the hurt, the pain released.
She says lay it all down at my feet and I will carry all your sorrows and pain with me. Give it to me and lay down your journey of yesterday and the days before that. Lay down your joys and successes, your dreams and your accomplishments. Lay them all down at my feet. Whatever you hold inside your mind, whatever you hold in your heart, lay it here at my feet, be empty my family and breathe now. For the memories of me will free the darkness and instill the light. The day will soon start again, but for now you might feel empty, but know I'm free; Free without pain or worries. I am now the soft breath in the breeze and within the wind hear my voice of silence of no tears. But the whispers of my love. Amber, May your journey be as soft and as delicate as your precious spirit was here on earth. Rest In Peace my friend...Gaylord Brooks...
