Three Years

I'd like simply to mark the third anniversary of Laura's death with a few verses, written in haiku style. I don't know what three years would seem like in Heaven, but I'm sure no one there is interested in anything but the joy of life in God (and in praying for us, too, I hope!). It is good to have a few friends in Heaven, to help prepare us for the Kingdom from their privileged place. They say that time heals wounds and sorrows, but I think that divine grace is the power behind all healing; but it can take some time...

Time is duly marked
But has meaning only here;
On High, all are free.

Pain is deeply felt
Yet will run its destined course;
Sorrow turns to joy.

Hearts are lifted up
To visions far beyond them;
At length, peace returns.


Abbot Joseph