For those who mourn

I offer this poem for all those who are mourning the loss of the companionship of loved ones. Take heart: They have escaped this world.

n Memoriam:
A Saint Passes

Passing:
Like a little bird breaking
From small confines
Into limitless light, shimmering sun;
Breathless, wings beating,
Blinded by light, impatient,
Exhilarated;
And then!
the joy of

Recognition
(waves of translucent luminance like foam on the
endless, untiring sea)

Ransom

Reunion

Rest–
(and eternity stretching as far
as the untroubled sky)

–(c) Latayne C. Scott