Within Every Funeral Mass Options

[Aphrodite]

Embalmed in every funeral mass,
through sounding trumpets,
life's lessons of meaningful encouragement
gracefully remind,
and still,
I sit naked and wonder~
is there more?…..

Through heartfelt tears; some
guilt-ridden, expressions bleed down
stained glass windows, cut of faithful
prayer and quietly~
universal bondage unravels for an hour,
and half-clothed, I wonder~
is there more?

After pauses of enlightenment,
my soulful center
opens up to revelations,
and with serene and hopeful
anticipation,
I believe that Heaven awaits me.

Ezekiel 16
I made you grow like a plant of the field. You grew up and developed and became the most beautiful of jewels. Your breasts were formed and your hair grew, you who were naked and bare.

[Aphrodite]

Wow Aphrodite!  

I sit here in awe of this enlightenment you've bestowed us with here is this poignant piece.  :pharoah2

A clever use of metaphor with a deep meaning just under its surface.

Thanks for sharing and adding a tile in style!
~Cleo  

Hello Lori~

Thanks, for your glowing praise. Bobby and I have gone to three wake/funeral masses this summer. As I sat in the church this past Saturday and heard the mass for my sister-in-law's Father, the first line came to mind.
In the quiet, I am glad everyday that I have belief in something greater than any of us.
For if I didn't, I would surely die lonely and completely empty.
Still, there is nothing happy about losing loved-ones for those of us left to bear such burden. But, there is nothing we can do about it either, just keep the faith, I guess.

         
Take care~

A (Lindi)