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In Memories Of Those Who Died
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Sadness Story In memory of those who died
We weep and walk away.
Tears run into swollen streams.
No trace of us remains.
Even those who grieve are gone,
And those that grieve who grieve,
And those whose lives are ravaged by
A frantic urge to be,
And those who wander silently
Among the empty rooms:
Immortality is theirs,
Though they must vanish, too.
We bear astonished witness to
The passage of the soul.
No bridge exists that can connect
Our passion to the whole.
So many ways to apply this poem to our lives and the times we find ourselves in...beautiful, applicable, and strong in it's statement. Bravo! :)
We bear astonished witness to
The passage of the soul.
is a wonderful wonderful line