THE DOOR

Never, will there be closure,
What a nebulous word!
The door of Life is never closed
Nor our prayers unheard.

They say that there's a big Black Hole
Within the universe,
And glimmers of a flashing light
From this hole disperse..

Alas, it is no mystery
The source of this bright light,
Just a glimpse of Life beyond
And the trail of each soul flight.

Souls pass through the Door of Life
Where Love can truly shine,
Once there, restored, by Our Lord,
And bathed in Light Divine.

And every time a soul goes home
Through the Door of Life
Flashes of that Light beyond,
Beckon in our night...

Yes, beckon in our  night!

In Memory of Judy Wegmiller

By Sharon Frye