Go gently, tread these well worn ways with care,
Breathe softly in this hallowed place,
For now you tread on dusts of yesterday
And on this night give to them time and space.
Go softly, sit with eyes tight closed and feel,
The joy and sorrows, the forgotten fears,
For soon you too will find eternity
And walk beyond this clouded veil of tears.
On All Souls Night beneath November skies,
We look upon the past and days of yore,
And through the smiles and tears of memory,
We catch a glimpse of them through heavens door.
It is the way of Life that all living things, whether early or late,
come unto death, it is a road we must all travel, for we are all links in the
chain of life, one generation to another, linked by our blood, our memories,
our common humanity and as an integral part of God’s creation. I am part of
those who have come before me and will be part of those as yet unborn. Lives
tied together in an unbroken chain, because they lived, I live and so it goes
on.
It is good Lord to remember, to gaze down the passage of the years,
through changing seasons, through joys and sorrows, to see how our blood and
bone has been shaped by other lives down the centuries. To understand that each
generation hols the essence of the past and the promise of the future.
We live now in that mystery we call time, our breath is fleeting and
lives the grasses of the filed we wither and pass into that timeless eternity,
that is the source of all love and the oneness of all things.
Now in the quiet darkness of this November Evening, we remember all who
have left the pain and shadows of this world behind we think of them with love
and gratitude, may they be held in love’s embrace and rest in eternal peace.
Loving Lord we pray for them
now, asking for them your everlasting rest and light perpetual and for
ourselves who remain for a season here on earth that we may be surrounded and
encircled, above, below and about with the deep love that binds us all in
Christ our Lord. Amen.
