Through the sweet velvet
Of slumber and sleep
He felt the warmth and love...
Blanket him
Feathers brushing his bare legs
Folding around his entire body
Hair falling in his face
In the predawn blackness
He was completely engulfed
By light
He could not
Would not
He knew
A piece of his soul
Would stay here forever
With his eyes closed
He felt her smile
More hair fell in his face
Her breath on his cheek
A voice
Crystal clear pure water
Laughing down the mountainside
The warmth
The love
Moved yet closer
As the clear mountain stream
Entered his ear
His mind
His heart
“Good morning”

He knew part of his soul
Would stay here forever