My Immortal Storm
Written By Don Dade aks LoboWolf
Published by Tin Pan Alley

The River Of Tears

Many times in the last seven plus years of going to to try
to help hurting hearts I have described the river of tears in my words.

The tears i have seen fall in this chat room I like to call the River of Tears,
it flows beneath the Bridge of the Rainbow and on into the Lake of Love, and surrounds
the Peninsula's of Hope, Faith and Happiness.

Our version of the Waterfall of the River of Tears.

The bridge is based on a poem (by Runyard Kipling I believe). Here's the

The Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal
dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to
Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends
so they can run and play together.

There is plenty of food, water and sunshine and our friends are warm and
comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health
and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again,
just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The
animals are happy and content, except for one small thing: they each miss
someone very special, someone who was left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops
and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body
begins to quiver. Suddenly, he breaks from the group, flying over the green
grass, faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your
special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to
be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again
caress the beloved head, and you look once more into those trusting eyes, so
long gone from your life, but never absent from your heart. Then you cross
the Rainbow Bridge together.

The Rainbow Bridge

By the edge of a woods, at the foot of a hill,
Is a lush, green meadow where time stands still.
Where the friends of man and woman do run,
When their time on the earth is over and done.

For here, between this world and the next,
Is a place where each beloved creature finds rest.
On this golden land, they wait and they play,
Till the Rainbow Bridge they cross over one day.

No more do they suffer, in pain or in sadness,
For here they are whole, their lives filled with gladness.
Their limbs are restored, their health renewed.
Their bodies have healed, with strength imbued.

They romp through the grass, without even a care,
Until one day they start, and sniff at the air.
All ears prick forward, eyes dart front and back,
Then all of a sudden, one breaks from the pack.

For just at that instant, their eyes have met;
Together again, both person and pet.
So they run to each other, these friends from long past,
The time of their parting is over at last.

The sadness they felt while they were apart,
Has turned into joy once more in each heart.
They embrace with a love that will last forever,
And then, side by side, they cross over........together.

I'll Be At The Bridge When You Get There

You didn't lose me. You know exactly where I am.
I know you miss me and that is OK, because I miss you too.
I know your heart is not happy today,
and I don't understand.
It makes me a little sad in a place where there shouldn't be any sadness.
When my spirit came here, your love passed over with me.
My love for you didn't die just because I did.
I was given to you for a little while for a reason.
The time and love we shared was never meant to bring sadness to you.
I was a living, breathing gift to you from One who loves you even more than I do.
We didn't meet by accident.
You have to let your heart heal,
Because your sadness still touches me in a place
where sadness is not welcome.
I loved your children.
I loved your mate.
But, I loved you most of all.
Dry your eyes, because you are not alone.
You are just lonely, and it will pass.
Don't be afraid that someday you might forget me.
That will never happen.
There are others who still need you.
There are others who still love you;
But none like I did and always will.
You didn't lose me. You know exactly where I am.
I'm not going anywhere.
I'll be at the bridge when you get here.
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