Sunday, August 5, 2012


    With relatives and friends so near their ends
    Or having lately passed to the Beyond,
    She sought a way that truly comprehends
    Our Fate yet skirts at last that slough, Despond.

    Is there some way to see or to believe
    That everything we know is not for nought,
    That even though we find we cannot cleave
    To earthly life, another may be sought

    And found: eternal life and consciousness
    That’s cosmic in its comprehensive scope,
    For how can life be tolerable unless
    Such knowledge is more certain than mere hope?

         I told her that Eternity is nigh,
         Here now in life, and also when we die.