Have Prayers, Will Travel

My aunt will never fly on an airplane

Traveling at high speeds

She believes

Her body will get there

Before her soul,

Void of essential vitality

like lost checked baggage

With Maine on the mind

Where she nears

The end of her days

Our vessels reside coast to coast

Yet My soul is getting there

Getting to Maine, before my body

My Prayers do greet her

No speed or distance apart

Traveling at high vibrations of love

I believe

I do fly my soul with hers

Wherever there is love

No distance between

My Vitality carried with me, Always

never lost like checked baggage

Have prayers, will travel

With Love, Essentials always packed

With Love, I fly at Godspeed

With Love, My aunt flies too…..