THIS IS NEW LIFE

It is peaceful here

Where we who gather mourn;

This is new life.

What thoughts are these

That wander, explode?

Who comes before us?

Master, Friend, Servant.

Comfort us, each and all

Where we also know;

This is new life.

Why take this journey

Beyond reach, outward?

Who comes before us?

Husband, Father, Son.

Whisper gently once

While time only waits;

This is new life.

What delay should be

Freely given, love?

Who comes before us?

Lord, Saviour, Spirit.

It is peaceful here

Where he reborn has flown;

This is New Life.

The emptiness gone

From within, fulfilled.

Who comes before us?

Yours, Ours, Mine!

1991 © Will George.