After All
A life beyond death, what might this be?
Where and how may such life be found?
Whenever, what will it mean for me,
with all to whom in love I'm bound?
Beyond measured distance, mass and time,
how will it be when death has passed?
– above my imagination's climb,
over horizon's view outcast.
Somehow together with all I've ever met
of hurt and wrong, of love and beauty fair,
will I feel an eternity of regret?
– or rising peace with laughs and joy to share?
May all in the Reconciler's embrace
be held with Christ, at one in God by grace.
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