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Valley Of The Shadow Of Death
To await in the cathedral in the valley of the shadow of death by the sound of the master clock
When minutes have tallied the dwelling within the ill health of the soul
Anchored into the sea of time as repentance will begot
Holding onto the fragility by a mere thread between death and the living
Hands of terminal ailment, comforted unto
Have seen the passage of life slip away in the bitterness of good and its horrid misgivings
Steeple of hands, on knees, heads bowed in silent prayers imploring for last minute reparations
Minds, hearts, souls, never aligned for the last breath of spiritual preparations
In the fabric already woven in the element of time
Sadness of no more pain, no more tears falling from the eyes shall blind
Shadows of ancient voices from above calling in the name of love
Come home my dear child rest a while
Your eyes shall be open to discern thy will in Heavenly rest
Wayward souls rest on the second journey now in divine awareness
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, and you never was
In the sacredness of the soaring Dove
Only because
Feel the beautiful roaring of your soul now chasing the wind
The chimes of Heaven you will know when your silhouette ascends
Quiet whispers never to feel agony again
Ancient times of accomplishment, desires, and feats
Voided of intellect in remembrance from way back when
Memories in the element of time to the heart of others shall be beautifully stained
Eulogized sentiments spoken in comfort of all of you that remains
Silent tears when seasons change
Prayers to keep the melodies of life’s beautiful song
No one knows the hour like a thief in the night, body here, soul has already flown
You thou I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
Harking under grace, rebirth by His welts
Selah
I wrote in memory from losing a resident to colon cancer today
Rest In Heaven Rabbi Kohein... He was 89. wow what a life and the stories told
When minutes have tallied the dwelling within the ill health of the soul
Anchored into the sea of time as repentance will begot
Holding onto the fragility by a mere thread between death and the living
Hands of terminal ailment, comforted unto
Have seen the passage of life slip away in the bitterness of good and its horrid misgivings
Steeple of hands, on knees, heads bowed in silent prayers imploring for last minute reparations
Minds, hearts, souls, never aligned for the last breath of spiritual preparations
In the fabric already woven in the element of time
Sadness of no more pain, no more tears falling from the eyes shall blind
Shadows of ancient voices from above calling in the name of love
Come home my dear child rest a while
Your eyes shall be open to discern thy will in Heavenly rest
Wayward souls rest on the second journey now in divine awareness
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, and you never was
In the sacredness of the soaring Dove
Only because
Feel the beautiful roaring of your soul now chasing the wind
The chimes of Heaven you will know when your silhouette ascends
Quiet whispers never to feel agony again
Ancient times of accomplishment, desires, and feats
Voided of intellect in remembrance from way back when
Memories in the element of time to the heart of others shall be beautifully stained
Eulogized sentiments spoken in comfort of all of you that remains
Silent tears when seasons change
Prayers to keep the melodies of life’s beautiful song
No one knows the hour like a thief in the night, body here, soul has already flown
You thou I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
Harking under grace, rebirth by His welts
Selah
I wrote in memory from losing a resident to colon cancer today
Rest In Heaven Rabbi Kohein... He was 89. wow what a life and the stories told
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