She showed me her father
Through the corridors of the afterlife
finally we came to their house
Their visitors poured out wearing fancy dress
And he appeared infront of me
My grandfather yet not with the rigid face
Gone the proud grunty voice
liveliness reintroduced
Recognized as if I had some value
As if I mattered as I held a place
The pride and grudges had left him
I was permitted to embrace
For their original garden was to be given to me
The grandmother's gift given to me
These things naturally mine
Whatever he swung with God
... things were looking up for him
Arden had transformed absolutely
Open honest and full of light, here he was
all of his true innate talents
The ones tethered to the spirit
His voice was humble
His embrace was authentic
His greatness finally visible
All resentment melted away
Bless the aged sons and daughters
Who've spent their life force on the earth
Send your light to each one
As you have ascended
We of the earth challenge are still so fragile and small
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