April 8, 2011
I too have known the inconsolable pain When one for whom I lived and loved was gone Never to be seen or heard again And felt my life and m life's work undone.
If only we could see this truth unfold That when Death comes a new birth is begun. No soul is left to face the endless cold Of space and time but walks towards the sun
No more must grief accompany our days No longer shall we live without the flame But in our growing gratitude find praise In the constant repetition of the Name.
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