Missing His Grace Bishop Karas

I've known you for many years,
And I wished to know you more,
For death has closed many doors,
But death hasn't given me such fear.

I know it was hard,
But I just wish you were still back on earth,
I just want that comforting warmth,
But my feelings I will never discard.

I know you're in a better place,
Everytime I go to the monastery,
I feel so very weary,
You see I just want to see your face.

Since that day, I felt mad,
And didn't want to believe,
Just to run away and hide,
And in a different way, glad.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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