One Candle Burns

By facing death,

we embrace life more

 

We see the limits,

each minute core

 

Seen as a friend,

all life betroths

 

Each moment treasured,

our loved ones close

 

And when we face

that final day

 

A voice more gentle,

bids us sway

 

Into the dark,

one candle burns

 

Death’s welcome light

—for our return

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2019)

 

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