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THE POWER OF LOVE
Lest grieving tears and sorrow damp my cheek
Hark not I to grieving with it’s kin to pain
Though mortal flesh be wilted like the rose,
If I have greatly loved. His soul shall ne’er be slain.
Then soars the loosed spirit, like beauteous butterfly,
As earthly shell like spent cocoon by shed.
Through mists of dark eternity, may God’s love on High
Still light the darkened path of earthlings tomb.
Oh! flesh-bound spirit in my earthly span,
May this beacon-light through darkness, guide my loved one safely home.
A Book of Poetry & Prose by Lorne C. Loney, 1964
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