When I Am Free – by Paula Camacho
When I am free of this body
I will travel from the scene of the accident
to my home where cake crumbs
sprawled across a table are beautiful
and the philodendron leaves shine hello.
Light and luminous, I will ascend
to see the glorious earth
Carl Sagan mentions in Cosmos
where rulers become
the “momentary masters of a fraction of a blue dot.”
I will linger there as time transmutes into smoke,
cradle space in my arms.
Passing Jupiter, where three earths can fit
in its giant red storm, will produce perspective.
I will say unheard goodbyes to love ones
see the sun become a small candle
until the whole solar system
seems but a dot where I once lived.
A wonderful poem!
Wonderful poem Puts things in perspective. (I’ve had recurring dreams of these kinds of images)
Very good!!!!!
Paula, this superb. Wonderful imagery. I love the tone, also!
Love the cake crumbs image and the beautiful surrender imagined in here…talented poet
Beautiful poem
When I Am Free, is a touching and beautiful poem
VERY GOOD PAULA ! ! 🙂
May we all find our journey to the hearafter as wondrous and beautiful as you have described.