but you hardly notice because
the nights are warm as you
sit on the steps watching
the stars pop out one-by-one
till one lazy sundown you notice
that it's not as late as you thought
and wonder how the time got away.
Almost too late you realize
autumn is approaching
and each day seems more
precious, a snapshot of life
to savor, but still they
slip quickly through your grasp ...
by laine
and lays his golden blanket on meadows and trees
as Dew touches her finger lightly on Iridescent Flower
and Winged Voices lift harmony to tower
over all hearts and souls only existing
reminding gently why life is worth Living
and I'm not there to see;
If the sun should rise and find your
eyes all filled with tears for me
the way you did today,
while thinking of the many things
we didn't get to say.
as much as I love you,
and each time you think of me
I know you'll miss me too;
please try to understand,
that an angel came and called my name
and took me by the hand,
in heaven far above,
and that I'd have to leave behind
all those I dearly love.
a tear fell from my eye,
all my life, I'd always thought
I didn't want to die.
and so much yet to do,
it seemed almost impossible
that I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays
the good ones and the bad
I thought of all the love we shared
and all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday,
I thought, just for awhile,
I'd say goodbye and kiss you
and maybe see you smile.
but then I fully realized
that this could never be,
for emptiness and memories
would take the place of me.
And when I thought of wordly things
that
I'd miss come tomorrow
I thought of you, and when I did,
my heart was
filled with sorrow.
But when I walked through heaven's gates
, I felt so much
at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me,
from His great
golden throne,
He said, "This is eternity and
all I've promised you",
today for you life on earth is past
but here it starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow,
but today will always last,
and since each day's the same day,
there's no longing for the past.
But you have been so faithful, so trusting, so true.
Though there were times you did some things
you knew you shouldn't do.
But you have been forgiven
and now at last you're free.
So won't you take my hand
and share my life with me
So when tomorrow starts without me,
don't think we're
far apart,
For everytime you think of me,
I'm right here in
your heart.
"We would ask now of Death."
And he said:
You would know the secret of death.
But how shall you find it
unless you seek it in the heart of life?
The owl
whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day
cannot
unveil the mystery of light.
If you would indeed behold the
spirit of death,
open your heart
wide unto the body of life.
For life and death are one,
even as the river and the sea are one.
In the depth of your hopes and desires
lies your silent
knowledge
of the beyond;
And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow
your heart dreams of
spring.
Trust the dreams,
for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
Your fear of death
is but the trembling of the shepherd
when he
stands before the king
whose hand is to be laid upon him in
honour.
Is the shepherd not joyful
beneath his trembling,
that he shall
wear the mark of the king?
Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?
For what is it to die
but to stand naked in the wind
and to melt
into the sun?
And what is to cease breathing,
but to free the breath
from its
restless tides,
that it may rise and expand
and seek God
unencumbered?
Only when you drink form the river of silence
shall you indeed
sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top,
then you shall
begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs,
then shall you truly
dance.
yesterday
on a well traveled way.
He on his side. I on mine.
Not speaking .. just walking by.
Yet I'm sure I heard him say,
"You can't take me with you."
And, reflecting, I know
pain, remorse, regret, deceit,
pretense,subterfuge, falsity,
grief, guilt, fear, greed or pride.
The gate he guards is too narrow by far
clothed only in simplicity,
in honor and in joy.
Oh, merciful death who returns to each
let me now put aside the
trappings of men
and let me welcome your release
from unreality.
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