This Day Poem by Paul Cutting

O child of the stars Weep for the mustness of this moment,
weep for your tears shall dry and crystallizes and add flavor to my soul this day,

Weep for the creator beckons you to your own presents this day
this day unlike any other day the stars shall rise before you,
and your own brilliance will shine brighter then the very sun in the very sky this day.

Yes weep but not for sadness, no not this day, this day belongs to the you and the ages for the old is made new this day, this day in which death its self will breath new life in to life.

Please O God I beg you let everyone feel this beautiful energy that comes from with in us, let the beam of life burst forth out of us into this day,

for today a friend has died and I celebrate his life this day.