The Awakening Poem by Winifred Emma May

The Awakening



Death is not a sleep, but an awakening
to Life. Casting off the dreams of
darkness, sorrow, sin and strife-the soul
arising greets the glory of the morning ray-
faring forth into the promise of the golden
day.
At the gate that swings between this world
and worlds above-stands the Angel of God's
mercy with the lamp of love…. Fear not for
the spirit that has passed into the night.
Death is not sleep, but an awakening to
Light.

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