Spirit knows no time or place
besides everything, everything at once,
all life and all death at once,
all beauty and ugliness,
all passion and emptiness,
everything, everything at once.
Everything that has or ever shall have
spirit are now alive, forever.
It is but a little thing
to slip into this vast river’s flow, visiting
sorrows past and future
to breathe comfort and love
as the spirit guide you are and were and will always be.
to your pain-struck child self, or youth, or adult, whisper:
You’re not alone. You are loved. You are infinite
and wondrous and perfect.
I will come when you need me.
Keep your promise. Face the pain. Visit
until you remember
how a spirit of light came
when you needed her.