A little scary, I would say,
That
great ethereal unknown
Waiting,
watching, unforgiving
On
the shores of Brigadoon.
Never
mind that life is brief
And
time accelerates with age.
Loved
ones leave to their reward
Always
too soon. Much too soon.
And
we are left to wait and wonder
When
our number might be chose and
What
may lie beyond horizons
Once
mortality has flown.
Shall
the soul ascend to find
The
joys of everlasting peace
To
reunite with loved-ones past,
To
sit beside the highest throne?
Faith
alone can move the stone,
Can
shine a light where none has shone,
Assure
us we are not alone
And
guide us through the great unknown.
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