Our physical lives are the wick and tallow for the flame revealing the Kingdom of God. Only God can be a burning bush in the wilderness burning but never consumed. “Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.” (Rabindranath Tagore) Our soul during our time on earth is the candle flame inside us, seeking the Kingdom of God. After our physical death we discover that all along we have been inside it – not God with in but us within God, part of the Great “I am” – a ripple in the Ocean spiralling outward to become the wave bursting over the shore. We are the sum total of all we have thought and felt and done and LOVED.  God is Love.  I don’t fear death so much as I fear its prologues: loneliness, decrepitude, pain, debilitation, depression, senility. But then I realize my beloved is there within me she lights the darkness, sees the dawn for me until I too will see the dawn. ‘Maybe you are searching among the branches, for what only appears in the roots.’  As Pat wrote: “… beneath the grass and stone intertwined their roots have grown so intimately webbed together, neither one can tell his own. And so with us… “We are entwined with God and still with each other. Love is forever.