dark am i, yet lovely, a lily among thorns, majestic as stars in procession

dark am i, yet lovely, a lily among thorns, majestic as stars in procession
WHY DESTROY YOURSELF? WHY DIE BEFORE YOUR TIME? THE KEEPERS OF THE HOUSE TREMBLE. DESIRE IS NO LONGER STIRRED. DO NOT CONFORM ANY LONGER TO THE PATTERN OF THIS WORLD.

Wednesday 3 February 2010

Departed Poem

R.I.P

Those who have fallen asleep
Have left us who are still alive
To encourage each other
With the belief that reunion
Awaits in the clouds and the air

Neither death nor life
Angels or demons
Present or future
Or any other powers in creation
Can separate us from what they were

A place was prepared for them
They will wait for us there
We will know where we are, then
With our loved ones, who care

May fond memories untrouble our hearts
They have not perished
They are eternal

© Andrew Donegan 2009

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