This is something I wrote when a nephew died, but then I thought others might want to use it at a Memorial service - or just to read for comfort. In any case, feel free to use it as you wish.
The Mysteries of Life,
Are as intricate and unknowable,
As the deepest sea,
Or the furthest star.

Some lives are lived,
As a comet speeding,
Across the Firmament.

Other saintly lives,
Are seemingly insignificant...

Some lives are
Full of suffering
And struggle -
And some lives seem
To end in failure
Or utter disgrace.

But all these lives are
Precious to us,
And we will inescapably,
Face a deep loss,
For each of them,
As though the world,
Has lost a part of itself.

When friends,
When those we love,
Leave their Earthly lives,
Suddenly, for a special and ordained Journey,
We all will one day take,
To-and-fro from realm to realm.

We mourn our loss,
We mourn those who mourn....

We can become overwhelmed,
In the Pain and Fear of separation,
Which does not truly exist and grieve,
That which one day
Will be made clear -

And at that unnamed time,
We will be instead
Lost in Love and Peace,
Now ungraspable and unrecognizable.

When the Earthly realm
Gives way to the truer
Vision and Experience
of Eternal Life.

We can feel like a Failure,
In our human responses,
And in our feeble efforts
To comfort ourselves and others,
In whatever fruitless ways,
We can as humans.

In endless diversions
And floods of silent tears,
Or words, that pour from us,
Inwardly or outwardly,
Like thin lit candles,
Streaming into the night.

Bringing our feeble messages
Of unnamable grief to the world,
Seemingly endlessly
And without Hope
Of comfort or release.

These natural human
Responses of shock
And loss that can then
Bring a transparency
Of being, so very pure -
If we allow it.

The Mysteries of Life
Are as intricate and unknowable,
As the Divine Trinity Itself.

Sorrow ends only
When we look within,
To the Flames of Divine Love,
In the spiritual Heart,
When we again meet the soul.

Only then can we
Truly put our Trust
In the Wisdom of God
And in the Wisdom of the soul.

And truly Trust the Divine Order
Which forever surrounds
And Guides us.

Eternal Father,
Send your Holy Angels
And your saints to Earth,
Each day until the end of Time,
To guide, protect, heal, comfort
And illumine us.

Published: 6/19/2015
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