No death

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

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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