Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Love Laughs at Death

Love is enough. We do not ask to hear

The well loved voice, nor do we seek to see

The angel form. Sufficient for the heart

Faith, and the peace that heals its agony.

Love waits unchanged through all the changing years

Fed by the streams of living memory.

Love laughs at death. For death is but a dream

From which we wake to immortality.

-May 28th entry of the Bedside book, by Patience Strong


I find this very beautiful and challenging. She speaks of love as a dear acquaintance that is always there, having faith that it is there.


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