Weep Not For Me

A poem of grief for those we leave behind

Death is knocking,
Yet I do not cry.
I knew this day would come.
Think not of this as the end,
Here is where I truly begin.
I feel arms surround me
         Comforting me,
                   Protecting me.
Telling me not to be afraid.
A place, soon I will see.
         So incredible
                   No human mind can imagine.

In spite of God's Spirit,
Telling me my joyous day is near,
Sorrow fills my heart.
I gaze at the people I love,
And see the pain in their eyes,
How can I tell them not to grieve?
That I will feel no more pain,
         No more tears will fall
                   From the eyes I will recieve.
                             And a body that Death will never know.

Still my heart aches
For even I must say goodbye
But with God our Father,
         Jesus our Savior,
                   I will patiently wait
                             To see you all again.