She Spoke To Me About Her Death

What was it like? Strangely, it was pain-free,
the Earthly body was detached, I looked distantly,
people walked by, gazing but did not speak,
inherited this place, not just Earth, for the meek.

Do not grieve for me, commit me to your memory,
I will be here, give you answers perspectively,
one day you will join me, do not be afraid,
I'm not like flowers when the next day they fade.

On the contrary, I feel bright again, refreshed,
however, you can't expect everything as you wished;
they have some work for me to do, voluntary,
I'm not saving souls, just looking after you.

Yes, I'll be watching, see that nimbus in the sky,
It's me, the zephyr breeze, where the high clouds fly.