A/N: Guess what, I don't own InuYasha. Ya can't get blood from a stone.
On 12/22/05 at 6:30pm my friend's mother passed away from cancer. 3 days before Christmas. On Christmas 1990, my grandfather passed away at 3:00pm via heart attack. On 11/17/03, my cousin passed away from cancer too, she was 37. I dedicate this poem to all those who have gone before us. Someday we'll be up there with them, but in the meantime, we gotta keep pushing on and remember that the body may have left but the spirit still carries on.
Kagura's Awakening
'To this mortal life I shall not ever bind…..',
Were the last words upon my frightened mind,
As I slipped into the unknowns of the Damned.
Cheated of this life, Consciousness returned
Quickly to my being as if went by nary a second
And protected from the pain of my awful rend.
Remembrance of my transition is not penned.
So I awake not to darkness but of light shined.
I am of spirit now: At material's opposite end.
I must start things anew -- My Life realigned.
For my very pathetic existence I had to fend.
What the hell had I before? Was I that blind?
My Death: Tragic. But my Life: Fleeting, lent.
I remember the quiet place where I once died;
A sky blue day, a beautiful sakura-flower field.
No longer am I my Master's foolish toy puppet.
Forced against my will to perform what he bade.
Always under his direct order! For him I slaved.
Every breath taken was closer to the other world.
I remember this now and the manner I was killed.
Pain grips my body even though completely Freed.
'How could he exact this upon me?' 'That bastard!'
These thoughts through my head ring incessant.
I must forget this for I am the Wind: Strong willed.
Into this brand new world I go -- Wholly ventured.
My soul leaps with boundless joy: Afraid but excited!
And with eager anticipation to explore it I stand!
I will not be beaten down by him, I have resolved!
Nor anyone else nor any obstruction nor impediment.
I've lived and died through much not to have survived!
Life I was created as the Free Wind, however restricted.
So in Death I will live as my true self and be fulfilled!
From this plane of existence, I will affect all by my hand.
Now freely soaring above all is my invisible body/spirit
Per chance, I see him upon a hill: Alone, heart saddened.
Ever the stoic one: Albeit broken and perhaps distraught?
In a forceful gale, I pass through him. His face startled…
I am with you, all around you, whether or not you know it.
Can you feel me circulating about you, my beloved?
Every breath you breathe, you take me in, the Free Wind.
You defended my memory, honor. For me you fought.
For the first time in my short memory my eyes teared.
To express pain and anger over one who has been lost
Is normal, even if you do not allow yourself to show it.
We will be together again somehow, for we are bound.
Feel free to review. Love, Syb.