Silent watching from beyond, calling to this spirit,
filling it with joy and quiet waiting.
Expectant hope climbing like ivy towards heaven,
reaching for beauty and love, tantalized by it's
expressions through nature, yearning to become one
with God.
Loving surrounding everything with halos of courage
and strength, as closing in, life folds and grows
itself towards God's awaiting arms.
Silent watching no more from beyond, together at last
on death's horizon.
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