I was marveling how the dead go on
Living in us a kind of further life
We feel diminished by the loss
Of something somehow more
A part of us we must imagine now
And grasp at them with our grief
Surprised how easily they could slip
Into the invisible world around
When there was so much love to live
What could be so urgent
They must leave us so bereft
Unless they wanted us to know
Our lives together are even fuller
Than any body could enclose
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