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It snows
        at  *  *
           sea
                Quiet falls in flakes
       Melting designs         leave form           for All
*
Those who focused on the shock of shards as the phoenix
bird burst from his shell... nearly missed the sight of his holy
maiden flight... as he soared up and away.........and out of sight
*
He wished no induction into the House of Lords, but only
to return home to the Home of the Lord.
*
Death is the release of the bird of the heart from the cage
of time.
*
Buried as they are killed, beheaded dandelions, on the scythe their green blood lying
*

Henry VIII despite his coronation had in time to face the coroner of his nation
*
Angels threw an etheric butterfly net over him.
The reverse of impaling lepidopterists, they from the body's cocoon
             set his butterfly soul free from earth's room
*
As bells chime when someone enters or exits a bookstore
so Spirit sometimes makes music when souls come or go
  from a body
*
Every River Styx is a River Phoenix, the soul either touching
down into a new and better form or returning forever to
the kingdom of ecstasy
*
Angels ring silent bells, as on their way to God, cockles leave their shells
*
Those who love God the most sometimes like to leave early for Home
*
As foam bubbles burst
into the sea
in death Bubba's soul waters
were set free
*

Over the slain elephants' ivory grows the
merciful shroud of ivy.
Angel light ultraviolet keep all elephants from violation.

Like caterpillars who eat themselves comatose
and then sleep as God weaves their wings
some are liberated after leaving their bodies.
Infinite are the ways God back to God all of us brings

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Home of the Lord is to R. Rohner
Phoenix Bird is to the loved ones of J C Lehman Jr
It Snows At Sea is to all those who loved Sylvia Dobkin Shriver
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