Vernon Witmer Poet Free verse

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for all that's gone

          God below us now 
          With each as all there is 
          And miracle, a sudden word, 
          Flooding thoughts 
          We cannot faster spill, 

          Until a fear of drowning 
          In the merging all could be; 
          Til we become as one; 

          One and done and free.

          While none can say the name 
          Of two or twenty, not of fame
          The greatest gift is love bestowed 
          To those whose candle bears no flame.

          Only life is immortal,
          Dancing once with each of us
          Then moving on; 
          Leaving us to grieve 
          For all that’s gone.

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