This is the Sacred

His ashes are held in The Sacred space

where towering pines hold secrets.

They have shown their loyalty.

They have protected and given life--year after year after year.

She's safe here.

She is hopeful here.

She sees purpose here.

She is so very grateful--for the here.

The butterfly told her to move and go--

be free and fly

knowing that the place, where her first love lives, is where the

all that she has

all that she is

honors him.

This is the sacred.

This is the gift.

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xoxo

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