I wrote this poem as a funerary hymn…
Grief and Love
Grief, another form of love,
consumes us as we see
Brothers, sisters pass this life
return, *too soon, to thee.
Despite our aching, yearning tears
the grave its silence keeps
As we mourn our loved ones passed,
our brother Jesus weeps.
Born of thee, we strive to serve
and so our hearts expand.
But we find with greater love,
our sorrows, too, compound.
Through this school of grief and tears
we gain capacity
To be the shoulder wept upon
and bring our friends to thee.
The Comforter reminds us
that death is not the end,
It’s merely a transition for family and friend
Back to God, where Love is King
and tears are wiped away
We’ll see our loved ones after:
all home again to stay!
* Optionally “too soon” may be replaced by “again” if it is deemed more appropriate for a given funeral