And suddenly the angel hosts came down With gracious ease they took her in their arms Holding her with gentleness and love. I read some lines of Savitri to her That beauty might attend her in her flight Soaring beyond the eternal heights Arriving to her apportioned place of rest. I hope that her arrival was not delayed By the copious amount of tears I shed. Now I have learned that death is meaningless, A guide who comes to welcome and to bless.
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