When Alteration Finds
This song of verse reminds
Will love still be love
Or will it alter when it
Alteration finds?
For should we not still be kind
When the light
in the hearts of those we loved has dimmed?
Should we not be forgiving
And keep on giving
When those we love have sinned?
Let judgement be put a side
And mercy take its seat
Let us remember all that was innocent and good and sweet
And cherish it and love that still
And find our peace
And restore good will.
For we are made of day and night
Of Rose petal and thorn-
of laughs and tears and sighs
Of the same stuff as the birds in flight
Our very essence is delight
Yet we all are made
Of angel feathers and devil horn alike
Of flesh and blood
and priceless mud we're born
To know both failure and ability
not only strength
but exquisite fragility
Just like the wings of butterflies
Or Iike a babies delicate skin
but we must grow and change
To be utterly rearranged-
And changed within
And all who're born into this world
Just like the silkworms
We must weave our thread
We must be transformed
To discover our wings- unfurled
And so every human child that's born
Into this brief interlude in eternity
Must play our part
To it's end in mortal finality
So far we shuffle then no more
For we all must pass through the same eternal door
And leave beyond
all for whom we're fond
And embrace the great unknown beyond
For a while those left behind must weep
It's not easy to sever such a bond
But we must let those departed sleep
For life goes on and we must sing its song
We need a time to weep
And a time to remember
But not too long should we linger
For after that we must all move on.......
Let go- and let death sleep.
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