Mourning comes

Mourning comes
Everyone shares in the work
For grief is truly work
Life itself must be redefined

Life is defined by the moments
Our past points to our future
The past rock has been uprooted
Suddenly life makes no sense

Looking up, the cornerstone seems removed
Uprooted, demolishing the structure
No stone standing upon another
Hope seems buried in the aftermath

Where there is life there is hope
Without life, hope ceases
While mourning there are no survivors
Hopelessness kills the spirit

Days pass without food or drink
Strength fails when weeping
The walking dead crying for the one they buried
Knowing that they buried their only hope

Morning comes
The power of new life comes with morning
Mourning ends with resurrection
New life gives a new birth to hope


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