There is mystery in life

There is mystery in life And the myth trees that we grow can go only so far to set our dark aglow                 but the candle born in me                 and the candle born in you                 may be just the touches needed                 to torch some pilgrim’s view                   go and glow, touch and torch there is mystery in life and our time from birth to death is a vulnerable variable – hanging – on each and every breath                 but the stillborn child’s silence                 and the centenarian’s last gasp                 are both righteous, beautiful truths                 God alone can fully graph                   Go and glow, touch and torch there is mystery in life tears of joy join sorrow’s tears and our faith is sorely tested by our pains, our doubts, our fears                 but nothing – nothing –                 now or later                 nothing – nothing –                 great or small                 can separate us eternally                 from God’s love                 surrounding all                   Go and glow, touch and torch  

Written after a friend lost her newborn daughter in the 1980’s