Death Speaks: No. 3. Mist is rising

Mist is rising
Moon is full and rising
Sky above us
It is so full

I greet you, sister soul
Rise up, like an eagle
Rise up, to where the light is
Rise up, to where the light is from

I am your rest, I am your peace
I am what you long for, and
What makes the longing go away
I am full of joy for you, and
I am full of grief
Come in and close the door behind you
I will drive your sadnesses away
My eyes fill with your light
Fill them
Fill them

Sweetest child
Come with me
I will play with you
I will show you
The flowers and the shore
My mother's golden robe
My daughters and their evening dance
They know a song to sing while you are sleeping
I love you
I love all of you
I love your face
I love your form
Please don't make me make you follow me

Come and see

Tears of love become strands of pearls
When the angel comes