above me
only sky
no heaven
below me
no hell
only earth
beside me
you once stood there
but now
no one
as far as I can tell
those bells
those far off bells
tolling in the distance
mourning from the dell
all the birds are calling
hoping for some glorious fete
a sacred destination
for our raven souls
to rise and fly
perhaps some entrancing place
where we finally meet
maybe a garden or a nest
perhaps some golden egg will hatch
where love and peace will come to rest
and God shall speak to us
face to shining face

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