Wednesday, July 4, 2012

My grandfather lay dying,
His lank hand stretched on mine.

An infant nestled at my breast,
Our heavenly bloodline.

The smell of death lingered near
Mixed up in mother's milk.

Genetic nexus that we share
Was firm yet smooth as silk.

Rich pleasure fused with sorrow
Drowned out my every sense,

And beckoned me to comprehend
That life is but a sequence

Of mysteries divine.

    Ecc. 3:1
"To everything there is a season,
a time for every purpose under the sun.
A time to be born and a time to die."


  1. Wow! I really like this--the circle of life so lovingly put.

  2. I like poetry too. Do you like singing songs and new testament hymns?

  3. Valerie, I really love singing hymns. Sometimes the people around me can't get me to stop! The hymns I know were written from Scripture, and also inspired by Christians writing artfully out of their love for God. I'd love to know your favorites! Some of mine are, "What a Friend we have in Jesus", "Amazing Grace", and "The Son of God goes forth to war".


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