A Prayer For The Living Poem by Barry Kerr

Sometimes I grasp a thought Of you nearby, Or glimpse a wisp of presence near to sleep,

This melancholy ache still
Lingers Sorely,
Mine eyes stay dry yet nearly
Burst to weep.

Conscious activity commands
The Vacuum of my day,
Dispels my grief and warms me
With Relief,

Yet, my heart lies crushed in
Loves Remembrance,
But beats so loud with Faiths
Unconquerable belief.

My restless prayers continue
Into Mourning,
In precious gentleness I live
And miss you so

Then meditations voice speaks
Out a Kindly warning:

'Christ in Resurrections
Bless’ed Mercy gives you
The strength to have to let
Them go.’

For in truth what’s left on
Earth is their greatest
Tribute,

And incidentally my dearest
Friends it’s

YOU.