September 6th 2011 8:58 am
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Perhaps justice is just tears that turn from anger in your heart, to the urge to change things in your soul.
Perhaps it's using that pain, that anger, to spiral outward and turn to rainbow colors and light up the world.
Perhaps at the end of it there is not an end of sorrow, but the beginnings of a thread of joy, as love and life matter over all.
Perhaps it is knowing that being strong doesn't make you happy, but does make you full inside with knowing that you did all you could.
Perhaps sorrow and grief don't leave...but are transformed into something else that with mecurial precision begin to swirl and crackle with energy that shoots outward and sparkles with a hundred rays of sunlight and gentle starlight, and one grows wings that are both colorful and strong, allowing you to fly up and touch the Sacred.
Perhaps at the End of it All, we regard the Messenger who so transformed us, and with a purr or a smile in the case of human kind, blink or blow a kiss heavenward and say 'yes, for here is love, now and always, and love can't die but simply be transformed.
And at the end of it all, I salute you with the Power of the Paw.
For you, small furry kit, and you, strong and wonderous human,
Have made the world, in the end of it all, sparkle with wonder and justice, and made a corner of it good.
Dedicated to Angel Silvio and his Mommy
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Gosh that is beautiful. That captures so much raw emotion. What a wonderful tribute to Angel Silvio and his Mom.