The Voice Poem by Edwina Reizer

Too soon a voice calls out to us
and we hear it sorrowfully.
The words we hear we have heard before.
They echo eternity.

The voice sings praises to our soul
and soothes our troubled mind.
And as we reckon with what's to come
we feel a voice so kind.

We cross the space from here to there
and leave mortality.
Even though our mind has been troubled
we'll miss the sky and sea.

For what we've experienced while on earth
no matter bad or good.
will leave with us as memories
that follow us as they should.

The voice we hear is so familiar
that we recognize at last
it's the voice from everyone we've been
that defines all of our past.

So when the voice calls out with love
cast aside all fear.
Remember your loves. Remember your life
and all that you held dear.