When Alteration Finds

This song of verse reminds Will love still be love Or will it alter when it Alteration finds? For should we not still be kind When the light in the hearts of those we loved has dimmed? Should we not be forgiving And keep on giving When those we love have sinned? Let judgement be put a side And mercy take its seat Let us remember all that was innocent and good and sweet And cherish it and love that still And find our peace And restore good will. For we are made of day and night Of Rose petal and thorn- of laughs and tears and sighs Of the same stuff as the birds in flight Our very essence is delight Yet we all are made Of angel feathers and devil horn alike Of flesh and blood and priceless mud we're born To know both failure and ability not only strength but exquisite fragility Just like the wings of butterflies Or Iike a babies delicate skin but we must grow and change To be utterly rearranged- And changed within And all who're born into this world Just like the silkworms We must weave our thread We must be transformed To discover our wings- unfurled And so every human child that's born Into this brief interlude in eternity Must play our part To it's end in mortal finality So far we shuffle then no more For we all must pass through the same eternal door And leave beyond all for whom we're fond And embrace the great unknown beyond For a while those left behind must weep It's not easy to sever such a bond But we must let those departed sleep For life goes on and we must sing its song We need a time to weep And a time to remember But not too long should we linger For after that we must all move on....... Let go- and let death sleep.