Condolence and Sympathy
Poem - The Beauty of Death
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The Beauty of Death
Part II - The Ascending
This poem was suggested by a visitor, who found the poem "The Beauty of Death"  most beautiful and helpful in helping get over the deaths of four of her friends last summer, all killed by drunk drivers.  
This poem is from Bethany Dunning in memory of four friends who will long be missed:  
Michael Jamieson 1977-1997   
Andrew Stindt 1977-1997   
Ashely Easterbrooke 1979-1997   
Jeremy St. Cyr 1979-1997 
Due to the length of the poem, I have created three separate sections, links at the end.
The Beauty of Death 
by Kahlil Gibran 

Part Two - The Ascending   

  I have passed a mountain peak and my soul is soaring in the  
  Firmament of complete and unbound freedom;  
  I am far, far away, my companions, and the clouds are  
  Hiding the hills from my eyes.  
  The valleys are becoming flooded with an ocean of silence, and the  
  Hands of oblivion are engulfing the roads and the houses;  
  The prairies and fields are disappearing behind a white specter  
  That looks like the spring cloud, yellow as the candlelight  
  And red as the twilight.  
  The songs of the waves and the humans of the streams  
  Are scattered, and the voices of the throngs reduced to silence;  
  And I can hear naught but the music of Eternity  
  In exact harmony with the spirit's desires.  
  I am cloaked in full whiteness;  
  I am in comfort; I am in peace. 

Part I - The Calling
Part III - The Remains
Last updated April 16, 1998
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