Held Across Realms
This morning,
curled in my husbandโs arms,
I drifted into the in-betweenโ
that quiet space between sleep and waking.
His embrace held me steady,
but thenโ
so did my brotherโs.
My brother, who passed away many moons ago.
My brother, whom Iโve always known
is with me after all this time.
My brother, who speaks with me,
still.
And then a thirdโฆ
a familiar soul, soft-edged,
arms opened wide, radiant,
bright smile,
took me in, held me close,
whose name my spirit knows
even if my tongue chooses not to speak.
Three souls,
three different realms,
aching toward me
with the same sacred message:
You are held.
You are cherished.
You are wrapped in love that doesnโt end.
You are protected.
Even here,
especially here,
you are never alone.
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beautiful