Moons have passed.

Many of them.

I still see your face.

Happy. Free.

Hear your voice.

Slightly fainter.

The pain is heavy.

It hurts the heart.

Boggles the brain.

Stifles the soul.

But then I remember.

Your human life.

In exchange-

A set of wings.

Pardoned from your wounds.

You flew free.

Ascended above.

And to the far beyond.

Joy now fills your feathered body.

Light is your leader.

Love is your reason.

Me, I love you.

Yesterday, today, tomorrow.

Fly on.

Sweet brother of mine.

See you again.

On the other side.