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This is dedicated to my wife Hettie, on her birthday:
Love is eternal, and even though we shall all surely die, love itself shall be the resurrection, and without love there shall be only death.
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When the stars die
‘neath the moonless sky
Of the silver wolf
I will love thee
When the sun takes flight
From eternal night
At the end of time
I will sing to thee
When the moon lies dead
O’er a world of dread
No light ahead
I will cleave to thee
When the final breath
Of the final man
Has fled the Earth
I will rejoice in thee
When the Lord of Hell
Hath all life quelled
And god hath fled
I will die for thee
When my spirit rises
O’er seas of gold
‘neath the newborn sky
I will wake for thee
Joined as one
‘mid the newborn heat
Of the risen God
We shall simply BE.
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
7/1/2012 |
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The ultimate devotion–Love against all odds.
Ron |
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| Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley |
6/30/2012 |
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This is a wonderful testimony of love Keith, beautiful and it shows the depth of it.
Marvelous!
Love and Light
Lily |
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| Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER |
6/30/2012 |
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| What could one possibly say to add to that, a beautiful travel with heart and pen, to where and what is most important, the universe then, and now, will always be yours with love, bless ya! |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
6/30/2012 |
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Wow, first time I think I have read you but definately will read you again in the future, excellant capture of a lover's mind.
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