all things done in the dark shall come to light

All things done in the dark shall come to light full#

May all your wishes have reality / and your skies are always blue. I hope your days are so very kind / and your stars bring love to you.

I am the soft stars that shine at night. When you awaken in the morning’s hush / I am the swift uplifting rush / Of quiet birds in circled flight.

Twilight and evening bell, / And after that the dark! / And may there be so sadness of farewell / When I embark / For though from out our bourne of / time and place / The flood may bear me far / I hope to see my pilot face to face / When I have crossed the barĭo not stand at my grave and weep.

All things done in the dark shall come to light full#

Sunset and evening star, / And one clear call for me! / And may there be no moaning of the bar / When I put out to sea / But such a tide as moving seems asleep, / Too full for sound or foam, / When that which drew from out the / boundless deep / Turns again home. The courage of your life / Is like a work of art / Inscribed by Memory's hand / Upon my grateful heart. If winds of changing times / Up-rooted trees and sod, / I think instead of mocking, / You'd stand in praise of God. If nights of doubts and fears / Against the Light were hurled, / I think you'd light a candle / And stand against the world. If all the Music died, / And music-makers ceased, / I think you'd stand and sing / A hymn of Hope and Peace. You can try and close your mind, / Be empty and turn your back, / Or you can do what she would want, / Smile, open your eyes, love and go on.

You can shed tears that 's memory and let it live on. We slowly drove – He knew no haste / And I had put away / My labor and my leisure too, / For His Civility – / We passed the School, where Children strove / At Recess – in the Ring – / We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain – / We passed the Setting Sun – / Or rather – He passed us – / The Dews drew quivering and chill – / For only Gossamer, my Gown – / My Tippet – only Tulle – / We paused before a House that seemed / A Swelling of the Ground – / The Roof was scarcely visible – / The Cornice – in the Ground – / Since then – ‘tis Centuries – and yet / Feels shorter than the Day / I first surmised the Horses’ Heads / Were toward Eternity – I will be there.īecause I could not stop for Death – / He kindly stopped for me – / The Carriage held but just Ourselves – / And Immortality. And when you need me, / Just whisper my name in your heart, /. Until then, live your life to its fullest. I wait for the time when we can soar together again, / -both aware of each other. You will not see me, / so you must have faith. Know that I live on, / vibrating to a different measure / -behind a thin veil you cannot see through. I’d like the tears of those who grieve, / to dry before the sun, / of happy memories that I leave / When life is done.Īnd if I go, / while you're still here. I’d like to leave an afterglow / of smiles when life is done, / I’d like to leave an echo / whispering softly down the ways, / Of happy times and laughing times / and bright and sunny days. I’d like the memory of me / to be a happy one. For mem’ry has painted this perfect day / With colors that never fade, / And we find at the end of a perfect day, / The soul of a friend we’ve made. When you come to the end of a perfect day, / And you sit alone with your thought, / While the chimes ring out with a carol gay, / For the joy that the day has brought, / Do you think what the end of a perfect day / Can mean to a tired heart, / When the sun goes down with a flaming ray, / And the dear friends have to part? / Well, this is the end of a perfect day, / Near the end of a journey, too, / But it leaves a thought that is big and strong, / With a wish that is kind and true. Until the day comes we're together again. Go on with your life, don't worry about falls / I miss you all dearly, so keep up your chin. Remembering all, how I truly was blessed.Ĭontinue traditions, no matter how small. My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest. Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through. Continue my heritage, I'm counting on you. The good life I lived while I was strong. Remember the best times, the laughter, the song. I keep hearing a voice that says, 'Grieve not for me. In our hearts a memory will always be kept, / of one we loved, and will never forget.'Ī limb has fallen from the family tree. 'A beautiful life that came to an end, / He died as he lived, everyone's friend.