I’ve come to the conclusion that
The end is really not the end,
That life in its profusion
Simply doubles up and back again.
It causes some confusion when
One casts such theories on the wind.
But who’s to say and
Who is to deny.
It makes me happy to believe that
There is something more,
Makes it easier to grieve for
Those who’ve gone before,
To know that when it’s time to leave
To seek a distant shore
There’ll be no earthly need
For me to cry.
I’ll meet you in another place,
Greet your shining, smiling face.
Lost through doubt,
Redeemed by grace,
No thought to question why.
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