“Disintegration/Integration” _Acrylic_ by Jan Betts
At the moment of our re-entry, it is not rare to feel fear.
We have seen countless like ourselves descend before us.
A random tick-tock moves our hour to the top of the clock
When it chimes, we are next in line…and we begin to fall.
For us, our human form is comfortable and comforting.
It has housed our souls a lifetime, our dreams, our memories.
Hard to conceive losing it now at this final call on the final hour;
Resistance disquiets our heart, as we struggle to let go.
Faith tells us our light does not extinguish, even at the very end.
Our souls integrating into the greater truth, as we die; we expand.
And just before our touch down into Death’s fathomless blue,
We surrender with joy to return and form part again… of Everything.
May 8, 2022