The pallbearers,
so gracious
in their strength.
They volunteer
to cover me
in a shroud of love
and protection,
to carry me
by rail,
lifting my spirits
above the ground
to the clouds,
moving me forward
into the next
domain
where there is a singular
hum,
and a white light
that shines brightly
in the peaceful universe
of adventurous souls.
©️mft
Crow On The Wire 
This is so beautiful and peaceful!
Thanks, Robbie. At a funeral lately, I got a different perspective because I wasn’t so emotionally attached to the deceased. I could witness the process more objectively.
Mark, my first impression is the same. This is so graceful; so peaceful!! 🙂
thanks, newrana. My thoughts were peaceful when writing this. 🙂
Sure, I could see it, Mark, in your writing. 🙂
That,s what my Mom wanted Peace❤️❤️❤️❤️
and freedom, too.