Feast of All Souls

by Elizabeth Dandy

Feast of quiet, calm and peace
Of those that from their labors rest;
Feast of souls that found release
From the shackles that oppressed.

Still embraced by humid soil
Rests perishable clay,
From now rests the mortal coil
While bereaved ones weep and pray.

Urns and graves alike divine
Spirit immortal dwells nigh,
Souls that left their earthly shrine
Feel their loved ones mourn and cry.

Seas and caves give up your dead!
Leave the funeral night-
Tombs and crypt and charnel bed
Open up and see the Light!

See He comes with might and smashes,
Crypt and caskets, urns and plot,
Gathering in the scattered ashes,
Rise and see the face of God!

31-Oct-2012

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