We fragile souls pursue dramatic life
With tragedy enacted on our stage
Where trivial pursuits transform to strife
And loss accumulates with passing age.
But drama does consist of livéd days
Where sorrow does enclose in time and space
To make out shadows in this human haze
Where gravitas does gentle hope replace.
But peace and love do transcend minds and bones
And open into Heaven’s wide expanse
Where e’en joy sparks fear of the unknown
And peace leaves mortal mind entranced.
Fear not Communion’s limitless embrace
For boundlessness is holy saving grace.
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