Release

She has gone long into the healing peace

And I no longer live to see her smile

But still I work the garden in the spring

Planting beauty, then to rest awhile

But not for long in my remembering,

For am I moved by forces barely known,

Enamoured by the light I one day found

And towards which my soul has slowly grown.

That God resides in us there is no doubt

But forces inimical await their hour,

Faith and Will alone can drive them out

For only then can one contain the power

And from the grasp of troubled mind, release.