Shed No Tears
He walks through the hospital door,
like he did many times before
but now it seems, the die is cast ~
this visit, probably his last.
Family and friends will miss him,
yet frail’s his body and eyes dim,
so it’s best that he gets release
from his incurable disease.
Mind-body dies, yet soul lives on,
as of God’s will again reborn,
till transmuted as living light,
having ingrained power of Christ.
03-May-2022
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