Yesterday as before
I walked with others
to this place of stones,
leaving loved ones,
carrying away memories,
And so we come and go.
Today among them I stand
wondering if they knew
how finite, how fragile
was this life called theirs.
No sign of wealth or race,
And so they come and go.
Tomorrow I join them
remembered for a moment
but soon forgotten.
A body at rest
a soul stirring for eternity,
And so I come and so I go.
(Psalm 49)
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