Death creeps like a shadow and darkens our lives…
In time the truth we see
The shadow is cast by the unseen light
Of the soul that now is free
On our passing, we through the darkness will pass
One again, once again, we will be.
This poem was published in “The Day the Mirror Called”, the Blackwater Poetry Groups anthology for the late Ted Browne, bublished by Rebel Poetry and edited by Gene Barry of the Fermoy International Poetry Festival. It can be purchased from them here