Stephen Loomes (21ST JUNE 1950 / SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA)
Visit To Life
You're a stranger at a celebration,
Looking for familiar faces,
Uncertain of your invitation,
Retreating into shadowed spaces.
A set of eyes flash welcome to you,
You venture to them through the crowd,
A cruel stranger blocks you getting through,
'Friends, help me' you cry out loud,
'You're a visitor to this happy feast, '
A friendly guide steps up to say,
'Please dance and love and look for peace,
But as you've come, you need to know.'
Whether our way be joy or woe,
As we come so we must go.
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