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| He Only Took My Hand Last night while I was trying to sleep, My son's voice I did hear I opened my eyes and looked around, But he did not appear. He said: Mom you've got to listen, You've got to understand God didn't take me from you, Mom He only took my hand. When I called out in pain that night, The instant that I died, He reached down and took my hand, And pulled me to His side. He pulled me up and saved me From the misery and pain. My body was hurt so badly inside, I could never be the same. My search is really over now, I've found happiness within, All the answers to my empty dreams And all that might have been. I love you all and miss you so, And I'll always be nearby. My body's gone forever, But my spirit will never die! And so, you must all go on now, Live one day at a time. Just understand- God did not take me from you, He only took my hand. (Author Unknown) |
| Afterglow I'd like to leave an afterglow Of smiles when life is done. I'd like to leave an echo Whispering softly down the ways, Of happy times and laughing times And bright and sunny days I'd like the tears of those who grieve, To dry before the sun Of happy memories that I leave When life is done. (Author Unknown) |
| Ascension And if I go While you're still here... Know that I live on Vibrating to a different measure Behind a veil you cannot see through. You will not see me, so you must have faith. I wait for the time when we can soar together again both aware of each other. Until then, live life to its fullest! When you need me, just whisper my name in your heart... I will be there. Colleen Cora Hitchcock |
| Joy and Sorrow Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears. And how else can it be? The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain. Is not the cusp that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven? And is not the lute that soothes our spirit the very wood that was hollowed with knifes? When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy. When you are sorrowful, look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping that which has been your delight. Kahlil Gibran |
| What Is Dying? What is dying? A ship sails and I stand watching till she fades on the horizon, and someone at my side says, "She is gone". Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all; she is just as large as when I saw her The diminished size and total loss of sight is in me, not in her, and just at the moment when someone at my side says "she is gone", there are others who are watching her coming, and other voices take up a glad shout, "there she comes!". and that is dying. Bishop Brent |
| The Legacy Of Love Your loved one has gone the pain is beyond tears and words No-one can release you from the torment that remains What is there left but an empty world? Life becomes a torturous sentence and the realization that grief is the price of love You search each dark corner hoping, just hoping, for a healing beam of light Yet in your heart you know it is not to be for the hand of life has slipped from your grasp But the darkness of adversity will now become your teacher and deliver you from a pit of despair Open your eyes, walk outside and listen to the birds Feel the warmth of the sun on your face then look through your tears of grief for they are blinding you to the light that awaits Remember that it is only when a grape is crushed and dies that its true value is recognized Drink of the juice that is their legacy and you will experience the spirit of love that remains How sweet it tastes - O how sweet Finally, remember too that the load you carry is the grief engulfed within your heart But if you leave it with God - safe in the knowledge that your loved one now lies on a bed of perfect peace, tranquillity and love you will walk free; free from pain, free from the anger, guilt or regret that now chain your very soul; for He will lighten your load and free your mind so that it may again clasp the hand of love - the love that remains in you never to be taken away until you meet again - the time, the place known only unto God Derek Dobson |
| Only A Thought Away As a little bird sings in a tree And night follows day I will always be Only a thought away. As you gradually let go of your grief And your skies become less grey I will always be Only a thought away. Heartache will ease And the melancholy fade away I will always be Only a thought away. You will always be In my Heart And I will always be Only a thought away. All you have to believe is Love never dies So you and I will always be Only a thought away one from the other. Dolly Little |
| Grief Deep sobs that start beneath my heart and hold my body in a grip that hurts The lump that swells inside my throat brings pain that tries to choke. Then tears course down my cheeks I drop my head in my so empty hands abandoning myself to deep dark grief and know that with the passing time will come relief. That though the pain may stay There soon will come a day When I can say her name and be at peace. Norah Leney |
| Do Not Weep Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush, I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight, I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die. Anon |
| When I Must Leave You When I must leave you for a little while Please do not grieve and shed wild tears And hug your sorrow to you through the years. But start out bravely with a gallant smile: And for my sake and in my name Live on and do all things the same, Feed not your loneliness on empty days, But fill each waking hour in useful ways, Reach out your hand in comfort and in cheer And I in turn will comfort you And hold you near; And never, never be afraid to die, For I am waiting for you in the sky! (Author Unknown) |
| Promenade Home Written for Jim By Kaye at Age 19 11/17/1975 When first I gazed upon your strong, determined face- I knew the task that lay ahead for me and I was awed and began to back away But, with times second glance I saw through the mystery. I cautiously peeked around the corner into your soul and there laced tightly with the bravity that shone through I saw a meek tenderness And wanted to be a part of your search for what is right And as best I could I followed you in your chase of every rainbow But, your lithness was more than mine and I stumbled and fell Would that my feet were blessed by the cherubs that I could have but danced a protective wall around you as you raced toward your destiny Dance til I fell crippled to die at your feet and with heads held high, arm in arm - To Promenade Home ......... Together (Please do not use without permission) |
| Death is a Horizon Life is eternal; and love is immortal; and death is only a horizon; and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight. Author: Rossiter Worthington Raymond 1840-1918 |
| The Tide Recedes The tide recedes, But leaves behind Bright seashells on the sand. The sun goes down, But gentle warmth Still lingers on the land. The music stops, And yet it echoes on In sweet refrains... For every joy that passes, Something beautiful remains. (Author Unknown) |
| How do I love thee? Let me count the ways How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right; I love thee purely, as they turn from praise, I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose with my lost saints -I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! -and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death. Elizabeth Barrett Browning |
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| Our death is our wedding with eternity. What is the secret? God is One. The sunlight splits when entering the windows of the house. This multiplicity exists in the cluster of grapes; It is not in the juice made from the grapes. For he who is living in the Light of God, The death of the carnal soul is a blessing. Regarding him, say neither bad nor good, For he is gone beyond the good and the bad. Fix your eyes on God and do not talk about what is invisible, So that he may place another look in your eyes. It is in the vision of the physical eyes That no invisible or secret thing exists. But when the eye is turned toward the Light of God What thing could remain hidden under such a Light? Although all lights emanate from the Divine Light Don't call all these lights the Light of God It is the eternal light which is the Light of God, The ephemeral light is an attribute of the body and the flesh. ...Oh God who gives the grace of vision! The bird of vision is flying towards You with the wings of desire. Rumi - Sufi Mystic and Poet |
| My Love Is Lost My love is lost. I held it as a handful of sand, clenching my fist to hold it there. Yet, bit by bit, it slipped through my straining fingers. Now, nothing but memories of every smile, every kiss, and, above all, every word. For 'twas not into my ear you whispered but into my heart. 'Twas not my lips you kissed, but my soul. And when I opened my tired hand and found my love was gone I trembled and died. I struggle to hide my deadness. To conceal the emptiness in my eyes, that sparkle with tears always so close but never come. My mind quivers and screams, fight, fight to live But why? My handful of existence has vanished. My love is lost. My love is lost. Judy Garland |
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| So Dearly Loved Written For Jim By Kaye April 15, 1978 The clouds seemed so white Against the blue sky so bright (and you were so dearly loved) Your friends were all there You hadn't a care (and you were so dearly loved) Your work was all play you could breeze through the day (and you were so dearly loved) Two years have passed The memories hold fast (cause, you were so dearly loved) Your friends are still here But, the skies aren't as clear (and, you're still just so dearly loved) (Please do not use without permission) |
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| SOME LITTLE WIND AT NOON
And if I find return is feasible when I have reached that pleasure after breath is gone, I shall come back. I will return to you and share these simple little joys of earth again. But do not look for me among the cobwebbed corners, or the depths of dusk; and do not think that love would come with fear. I shall appear when sun is drenching noon. You may not even realize my hand became the wind upon your cheek. My old familiar laughter teased your hair. I shall be subtle as I hold you close. So when the seagulls shrill, believe I hear; And as lilacs and the scent of salt combine, recall this tender rhyme: I shall be near... (Author Unknown) |
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| I AM HERE
I am here... Deep within your heart that yearns, I am here... I知 the flame that softly burns And lights your way; In the darkness of the night I will be your shining light ... I am here... I am here... In the misty morning dew, I am here... Standing closely beside you. I値l hold your hand ... Let you feel a quiet peace, I will be your sweet release. I am here... I am here... In a haunting melody ... I am here... I will be that memory That gives you strength. When days are long We値l carry on... I am here... I am here... As long as you do not forget, I am here... In your heart, I know, and yet... It痴 here I値l stay, I値l never go, We both will know... That I am here.... Allison Chambers Coxsey ~ ｩ 2002 |
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