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Love’s Bonds

A man I never knew has died and I am sad.
Parents, not my own, are sick, 
and I am anxious as I wait for news.

Strange that I am grieving
at the death and pain 
of people I have never known.
But he was a beloved friend 
of my friend. They are parents
of another friend.
And I am bound to both my friends
with bonds of memory, affection, hope, and
so I am bound
to those they love.

Grief is the strangest thing. Death rips 
us from the people we have loved,
yet death cannot rend love.
In victory, death deepens 
love. Love is never so strong 
as when it faces death.

I have learned today death 
deepens friendship. 
Even as it tears and claws at life,
death binds me to my friends with deeper bonds of love.
I weep with them. I watch and wait for news.
I pray. We pray. And we are held by Love.

Love that is as strong as death. 
Jealous of the grave.


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