Higher Dimensions [rev] Poem by Margaret Alice Second

From the engine room on this ship - darling Alet,
we translators in another cabin - she'd suffered
a long time, porous bone cancer & fractured hip
healing uncertain; how to support her - can she
eat chocolate - how to infuse her life with love &
light, make her feel appreciated and so special -
she always catered for anyone in need of coffee,
she always entered into my games, laughed

At my jokes, read my poems; will she be back or
shall we meet in the astral dimensions; she'll be
missed, but if she suffers unbearably she'll leave
and rise into an afterlife, a super-consciousness
as mastermind aware of her plight can decide to
minimise her suffering yet by convalescence - or
release her soul to higher dimensions where she
will joyously be conscious of her perfect soul

Free and delighted with Being as total freedom….

[Poem for Alet 27 June 2016]