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I wish there were some easy road
That goes where you must go,
And you could travel gently on --
Impossible, I know.
I'd love if I could carry you
And see you safely there;
But you must travel on alone
Not reached by human care.
You were my door into this world,
From where no one can say.
Now I shall hold the door for you
As you pass on your way.
It starts so well, time's work on us.
We grow, mature and shape;
Yet time betrays us in the end
To tubes, machines and tape.
A summons from the world to come
Lies written in your eyes;
Delivered slowly bit by bit,
It still was a surprise.
You hang tonight between two worlds,
And hold them both in sight;
The path, I know, starts dark and cold;
It ends, I trust, in light.
I must, I must let go your hand
And leave you slip away;
My love for you can't hold you here,
No yearning make you stay.
Oh may you float as feathers do
On upward drafts of air
And journey gently where you must
And beam your love from there.
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