To Birte, Rejoice In Sorrow!

a poem by John Starks, USA

E'en as you suffer from the pain of loss,
As rampant memories are checked by dread,
You have the implications of the cross,
And know, through faith, his soul is flown, not dead.
As you prepare those needed, final things,
Your sorrow has a sweet antithesis,
For Gabriel, at God's command, e'en sings
To one who comes to sample heaven's bliss.
Ah, pain and sorrow sting but for a while,
And that they should, as love was strong and deep,
But, now and then, reflect on God, and smile,
And, having smiled, give vent to tears and weep.
Your father's death, his flight to heaven's shore,
Was but God's call to one he loves the more!


1 Thessalonians 4: 13,14,15,16,17,18 "...that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope"... and, also, 1 (First) Thessalonians 5:16 "Rejoice evermore." KJV

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