Hereafter
I saw thee there, stalwart without efface
as all life overcoming, you sat upon that space
some cavern of bestowing
filled rightly to the trace ~
As love in all God's owing
were perched to toll my fate,
Oh there beloved, knowing of life's ebb
and death's erase ~
just you ~ eternal, flowing . . . thy entity's new grace!
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