A Golden Day

Oct. 2, 2010

You weep now but the fire will grow

In the heart’s love its flames shall rise

As you recall all that you know

Of one who blossomed in your eyes

As friend, beloved, soul to soul

Who leans down in your misery

To fashion diamonds from the coal

Of life; so follow your destiny

That one day you may reunite,

Comrade spirits of the Way,

As the light of dawn disperses night

In the beauty of a golden day.