Death Nesting - Light The Candle

Set your heart upon the reason, call their name into the room. Let the silence be your witness, let the stillness make you bloom. Light the candle, watch it flicker, breathe the smoke of lavender air. Rose and lemon balm together, The scent will open, the room will bend, summon the spirit, call the friend. Breathe it in, let it go, Hold their memory, hold it near, Through the sorrow, through the bone, you don’t walk this grief alone. Take the relic, hold it near, whatever keeps their presence clear. A stone, a ring, a worn-out thread, a tether to the honored dead. Ground yourself within that moment, rooted deep where you both stand. Fill your lungs with heavy air, let it slowly drift away. Breath by breath, the veil turns thin, death can’t steal what’s within. Breathe it in, let it go, Hold their memory, hold it near, Through the sorrow, through the bone, you don’t walk this grief alone. Close your eyes and let them find you, in the quiet, safe, and still. Feel their hand upon your shoulder, hear the echo of their will. Stay as long as sorrow needs you, there’s no hurry, take your time. When you rise, the grief has shifted, but their spirit stays aligned. Breathe it in, let it go, Hold their memory, hold it near, Through the sorrow, through the bone, you don’t walk this grief alone. Light the candle, let it burn, they are gone, but they return.