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But I do  not think all our yesterdays light the way to dusty death
But rather so great is the scroll of life that we are in great awe So
Many memories like as there are stars in the night sky of all God
Has done
Done for us  0h such a mighty work . How great Thou art
to have forgiven
Given us so many treasured memories. It is but a..
  A glimpse of a measureless Love.   In eternity
we  now live and believe and...that this should be



Our hearts overflowing with tears of joy and songs of praise

For Barbara
Behind the eyes of God there are
Many Sovereign Dreamers; and no
Common vision would we know but
Love restrain wild excess for in other
Sovereign worlds live those we love
More than our liberty and thus it is by
Compromise we come to live in this
Our oft jaded reality. Oft rebelling till
Reminded that God is Love and One
Sovereign yet understands our reasonable
Dissatisfaction with this mundane world
We are compelled to live in So shews us
Great mercy- kind understanding toward
Our rebellion reminds us that the bonds of
Love shall free as is promised in the end

(So we wake to yet slog on for yet a while)
Oh to lose the one you love - a flash of light as of the great bomb
A loss so great, a sorrow unfathomable my eyes release a torrent
of tears   Knowing you were gone forever All I' ve lost  All that I am
Behind the eyes of God there are
Many Sovereign Dreamers; and no
Common vision would we know but
Love restrain wild excess; for in other
Sovereign worlds live those we love
More than our liberty and thus it is by
Compromise we come to live in this
Our oft jaded reality. Oft rebelling till
Reminded that God is Love and One
Sovereign yet understands all reasonable
Dissatisfaction with the mundane world
We are compelled to live with. So shows
Us mercy and kind understanding toward
Our rebellion remind us that the bonds of
Love shall free as is promised in the end
Oh to lose the one you love - a flash of light asof the great bomb
A loss so great , a sorrow unfathomable my eyes release a torrent
of tears and I knew you were gone forever.
I walked along Morningside Heights to
the place where the road ended.  I was
on my way home from The Free School
which my children attend on my way to
my apartment on West 121St. where our
apartment courtesy of Teachers College
was.  It was late afternoon in Spring and
I was feeling blue but that is another story
Just as  I was about to turn West I saw on the
sidewalk a bunch of  household trash seeming
remnants of a move.  I looked closer and
saw three framed degrees from long ago
The last was a doctoral degree.  It was then
I realized that it probably belonged to some
old Columbia professor who had died- out
living anyone who cared.  Sad but New York
Is full of sadness and the ambitions of a life
are realized and expire and there is no one to
know what was achieved now worthless to all
who come after.  Life is like a war with so many
unknown soldiers who's glory if any
was never here, never here forever
But I suppose we all secretly know
We live lives as mysterious strangers
Known in this world known but to God


Children's Free School A parent Coop back in the 70s
Tells the story of the heart grown heavy
Knowing all this sweetness would not last
Soon would be memory.  The great hopes
We had would become a life long ago. Yes
We know always knew it would end but still
For that alone we threw our whole selves; all
Our youth into a sweet sad song of our time
As precious as it was mortal.  Famous long ago
Yes we knew still know it could not last..
Such a sweet refrain was our time Too beautiful
To be.  The best of times; the worst it was our
Time.  A time like all times a sweet sad song


For You My Beloved
It is quiet now My father speaks: tells me
It is his good time.  I do not answer only
Remember; and think now about the end
As one who cannot know I do believe that
Though I would it not I shall say to all: "not
My will but Thy will be done. Though I die
My duty's done and the evening like morning
Like one then our will shall in eternity be and
I shall again hear your voice telling me: You are
In Heaven with me now; and now is my best time
Ah there are other dreams than this
Some better Some worse
We seek a place to settle but are only
Adventurers exploring the wilderness
Looking for that other place called
Home that seems we left so long ago
Forgotten  now is the way back to the
Long ago.  In dreams we seek to know
A Way that is neither good nor bad,  We
Would not if there was another better but
All we know is that we cannot stay in this
Flawed and mortal place forever.  Still we
Loved and cannot leave until all the golden
Links of all that was and will be are One and
Nothing is lost that is saved to us in heaven.
We cannot leave here yet and so we wake and
The devil we  know  will not let us go till we
Know this too is on the the beloved way.  So  
We wait upon the Lord  Soon we will be home
The journey is not over Some dreams are bad
Some dreams are good.   To each a purpose

Dear one perhaps tonight I may catch the golden
Ring and you will be with me in my last dream
Labor Day2022
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