WINDOW by Reza Alexander Daneshvar 8/8/12
somewhere in your heart
is a window
where you can reach through
and find me
hasn’t it always been so?
and somewhere in your memory
you know
that time stops, when two hearts touch
hasn’t that always been true?
on earth and in my world
when you dream, when you pray
waking or sleeping
you set your spirit free
to fly to me
with no roads, no barriers
through the open window
the one you always knew
On the time line of our lives fit the memories that last,
Segments of people, places a calendar of events,
Drifting through our minds as dancing dreams in past tense.
Even if we've moved away or have simply got older,
Even if we've made new choices, or turned a new leaf over.
Our memories that fill our soul and create who we are,
Are shared by those who's paths we've crossed so they'll never be too far.
In time some of us must pass, giving heaven another soul,
Taring a rent in the fabric of our lives, we can feel that hole.
There is a space that's opened because a life has ceased,
That person might have gone, but they have gone to find peace.
A human life is never gone, it is never truly severed,
They are alive in our hearts and in our minds, on this day and forever.
Shared by: JoAnn Semprit
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God looked around his Garden and found an empty place.
He then looked down upon his earth and saw your loving face.
He put his arms around you and lifted you to rest. His Garden must be beautiful, he always takes the best. He knew that you were suffering, he knew you were in pain. And knew that you would never get well on earth again. He saw your path was difficult, he closed you tired eyes, He whispered to you "Peace be Thine" and gave you wings to fly. When we saw you sleeping so calm and free of pain, We would not wish you back to earth to suffer once again. It broke our hearts to lose you, but you did not go alone. For part of us went with you on the day God called you home.
Phyllis Garito
