Do not celebrate my life
When I die.
I want you to grieve.
Grieve so deeply that your heart opens.
I want you to wail; wail a love song.
Fall to your knees in heartache and call out my name.
Do not pretend you are okay.
When in reality you are breaking
O P E N.
And if you cannot grieve
Then, you never truly loved me.
For it is in love that we grieve so deeply.
Do not honour my life
Without shedding a tear.
For if you truly knew me,
Knew how to honour me,
You would do so with raw, wild, unbound
T E A R S.
We will meet again.
In the beautiful landscape of the soul.
You can find me there,
But first, you must
G R I E V E.