Truth Be Told

I heard the words whispered,
“It’s time to go Home.”
I felt afraid at first, for what that would entail,
Was I truly ready?
I closed my eyes and took a breath,
A calm swept over me.
I awoke to a place so beautiful,
Seeing clearly, everything around.
I walked around with no pain,
No more struggles.
I could feel my mind being cleared,
No more tangled webs.
I feel whole and anew,
Truth be told, if there was a blessing,
This would be it.
I do not want my family to be sad,
Let each and every one know I love them.
I know there will be tears,
Truth be told I’ve shed them too.
I ask for you to remember the good times,
Do not dwell in the past.
Remember that my spirit is whole and new,
Not burdened by my physical self.
Truth be told remember this always,
I love you.

Words received from Thomas Stone, written by Josie Noecker

10/15/08