The Marsden
- Feb 21, 2025
- 1 min read
Fear is not all you have.
Tremblingly held
Between your trembling fingers
You hear the echoes
Of a call to life.
A voice along a corridor,
A laugh that splutters out
Amid the rot.
Here there is life
Even when laughter
Is impossible.
Even when your breath
Is shallow and
Your carcass wracked
There is hope.
**
And I remember your smile
All love shining through your eyes
When you realised
The end had come.
Your love for us
Your moment of reunion with Christ
Who called you.
The smile said I love you.
Be not afraid.
I am going where I must go.
I am reunited
Whole
I return
The circle is ended
It is complete.
I love.
