Farewell

Finally, kind Lord,

   the waiting's been done,

     the slow dying, too,

       no more not seeing,

          no more not hearing,

            no more, Lord, no more,

gone from here to there.

A time for shouting,

    a time for dancing, 

      a time for praising, 

        death now overcome,

           once and forever more,

             hoped for but not seen,

joy on golden streets.

Though heavy with grief, 

    time now to let go,

      as a bird has wings

        and birthed to fly,

          and soar high above,

            so was his soul made

for the journey home.

Thank you, great Father,

    Your plan unseeable 

       since the beginnning,

         now is plain and clear,

           the heart now stilled

             is filled with love

and is there, not here.