While walking amongst a great cloud of witnesses.
This yellow dust bears witness to new life
Even as Death dances under the ancient oak tree.
Another old man has been taken away by the enemy,
But that enemy grasps only at straws.
Because we wait for the sleeping multitudes to awaken
In the glory of new creation.
Today, a 96 year old man is buried,
But his burial is only another beginning to life.
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