Letter to all his children,
in the final year before his death.

To all my children,

Children, Behold thy Mother!

Across the hours and the uncertainty of time we painfully buckle up broken wings with hope, but not without faith. This same faith that brought a misty dream to the miracle of fulfilment.

There was a time when your heart beats were in my heart a dream; and your breath was in your mother's future a beautiful vision of love and hope, with God our only anchor.

At times we were as two homeless urchens cast abroad.

Today, not unlike the mist, am I lifted while my body is lowered out of view. Not unlike a vapor into timelessness the mist is lifted leaving as dew over the fields my memory among you, and ... an irrevocable reality ... in seed and fruit which is also drama, family, eternal love and one God. All of this is one reality, one love, and one God. The dream expands.

For what is it to die but to stand naked before God and to free the breath from its restless earth?

If there be any doubt of redemption, count our miracles ... how often we have touched God ... and doubt not the power of Love.

And now I bid you good-bye until the fulness of time.

I leave you my blessing, and among all my things my only treasure, Jesus Christ our Lord.

See that you first love God and on this factor hinges every reward. Without God love is nonexistant.

Lovingly,
PaPá    EC

by Eleazar Cirilo, 1995
All works here, Copyright © Lotus D. Cirilo, 1999

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