I feel your shattered heart
revealed in shards of verse
keening momentous loss
of Transcendental friend
wedding dress in readiness
instead Death interrupts
he conveyed to Cosmic peace
you trapped in Mortal state
left behind on this side
estranged from wedded bliss
Nature’s solace you accept
from chorus of bumblebees
born again in betrothal
its white becomes your shroud
daily dying now the task
parsed through Poetry’s muse
exquisite pain you feel
as Queen of Calvary
obliged by Life to linger
pondering Heaven beyond
agnostic though I am
Hope still sings and flutters
perchance for six score years
thee and he together There.
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