Somewhere They Dance With Angels
I always feel honored when called upon to write a poetic piece at the times of someone's passing to the next plane of their existence. In some philosophical expressions, "angels" are described as the Universe's thoughts to man.
Somewhere our loved ones dance with angels,
Those who have passed before us.
Greeted by beloved family, friends, and animal companions
They now abide in gardens of delight.
Who, I wonder will be there to greet me when it is my turn to walk into the light?
Somewhere we shall all walk with angels.