Sarah Friedman: her light must be carried

runaway spirit glisten as the light fades
runaway angel so that we may dance again one day

a phone call
soul sister
'how are you
long time no speak'
'not very good'
she says
'ESTER...
she died'
lost focus
operator error
heart drop panic.
another young life
another young light
gone out
open flood gates of confusion
anger
love
helpless
euphoric
numb
but this young woman was an old soul
was she not
a wise soul
was she not
absolutely stunning!
why is it always the angelic ones
the mortals who transcend their mortality
that we are forced to part with
too soon
too early
and then all of a sudden
too late
we stand powerless to change what is unchangeable
but resilient in the face of grief
her light must be carried
i carry it
you carry it
she carrys it
he carrys it
we carry it
a ball of vibrant electric inspiring energy
pulsing through all of our hearts
as we remember with the fondest of love
and the deepest of respect
this most phenomenal creature

ESTER!
one step at a time.
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