Thursday, February 8, 2007

No death

Here's a poem that lifts thought to the heights of Life that knows no death.

Sent in by a reader…

LIFE OF LOVE

I do not believe in death;
I could not lose my life of Love.
If you should cease to see me here
Know that I laugh and love somewhere
Near to you, as near to Him.

Like brown turf that greens again
or sleeping tulips that rise once more to bloom
I too have shed the dormant thought
And with clearer view
See Him, myself…and you.

Mark my leaving with no sadness
or ceremony to record a lie,
Just love the best you saw in me
And let all else between us die.

To those who would be impressed, reply,
“But she did not believe in death—
Nor do I.”

~ Mary Ellen Knoblock

3 comments:

Bill said...

Evan:

Very appropriate, as many times I am confronted with the passing of loved ones and friends. I will encompass this with thoughts for those who call upon me.

Thanks.

juli said...

Wow, I love this poem! It speaks to me. Two years ago when my mother passed on I was totally healed of any grief as I looked at what Mrs. Eddy says about death in her writings. I did not mark my mother's passing with a ceremony; but I did find myself marking - and rejoicing over - all the wonderful healings she had experienced in her life. This poem is a keeper!

Anonymous said...

What a beautiful reminder that our life never ends! I needed that. THANK YOU !!!

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