In the Final Mystery

Moments ago I learned about her death saddened and grieved her loss. she's a friend, a sister and a teacher; she touched my life and helped me hang on to God. She's an angel who created a space in my heart with her true friendship that she lived through, all at the core and on the edge of her life, developed that care for a process can share. I seemed to be tongue-tied, speechless and weak. reflecting on her precious, vivid memories, those introspections and pages of her past; I was grief-stricken; moved with tears and human sadness. How I wish my tears could build a stairway; and those lovely memories be like a road lane, if I would climb the ladder like in Jacob's dream; I would not hesitate to bring you home again. My friend, my friend, I wish you could tell me, where you're now, I claim you're with your Maker. you lived your life on earth - with profundity, love and care; truly, you're a beacon of exemplary life, a model to everyone.