This consolation spirits have (did we but know,
and thus to meet them with our undimm’d love) :
that though they seems so far in body, yet
now nearer by so far, share unbound mind;
and nearer still – e’en nearer than a tear;
e’en closer than the magnet sun of smile
to those wide open arms which are our heart,
the spirit of our soul which knows all spirit there..
Who knows, but that the souls of those we love,
now dancing free of body’s need for legs,
rejoice to be so close now to our heart
that nevermore forgot, or separate;
who knows, but that their new and patient hope
is that their spirit’s joy is ours to hear ?
For what would be the Holy Spirit’s self
if not the very essence of those powers ?
To love so close and so unbounded, free;
the model of all loves that walk the earth ?
This consolation, spirits have; we, but to know:
love is our everdue; creates; sustains; and ever so.
