A Worthy Life Returned To the Source

A meritorious student, half way to her study of medicine She took up the Nursing Course, Dorothea, a beautiful young nun with a mother’s heart Used to take minute care of all the sisters She met on her way specially the sick ones As member of a nunnery in sub-urban America. Let’s not mention the name of the institution or the place, Suffice it to say that she had a perfect job satisfaction As it suited to her nature and aim of her life to serve. All in the nunnery and the neighborhood considered her A precious gift of God to the humans; Once during the wee hours of the morning When everything waits for change She was alone in a lonely room changing her dress Preparing to go to her room at the end of the night shift; But suddenly she swooned bent on a chair, Without a warning, without their notice died. As if she changed her soul’s cover Like a garment of the mortal body At the end of the night toil. And the God took care of the soul At the end of its journey; A gift of God Went back to its source.