death is a door
Love entered for us
removing the locks
and gave us the key
In deaths fiery furnace
Loves waiting there
truths heavy sword
cuts heart soul and mind
deaths raging fire
is Loves cleansing flame
the victim no victim
outwitting the dark
in deaths scribbled book
the worlds sorrows writ large
Love restores chapters
wrest from deaths left hand
to deaths extreme answer
comes Loves firm reply
new life springs up
midst the dust smoke and ash
Loves final question
demands our reply
can sorrow get peace
will peace replace ire
© 2001 Nancy Rakoczy.
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