A Little Bit Of Me Died

My world  won’t be the same again;
I couldn’t make it so, if I tried;
I wouldn’t know how to make it begin;
for a little bit inside of me died.

My personal book of life’s pages; stripped;
some chapters inside it were gone;
the book that remained, had been rewrit;
and I; with the challenge to live on.

How could I expect to keep on living;
when some principal characters had died?
Living on the energy they’d been giving;
on their courage and faith, I’d relied.

For love is the energy that fuels us all;
allowing that life’s lessons, we learn;
and though we don’t know what be our call;
we’re given his powers to discern.

Desparately gasping for breaths of love;
seeking it from any source; anywhere;
reaching out to the father above;
in a search for someone to care.

We’re all about love; getting, receiving;
we don’t understand what it’s all about;
or only when in giving; are we believing;
and our lives, turned inside-out.

Love is the wave; returning to sea;
a life force returns to its home above;
then, more love waves return to me;
rebounding from the kingdom of Love.