The Rise Beyond The Fall ( I )

A light gone out,
The world diminished by her passing,
Tragedy, cannot be undone;
The hearts of those she touched,
Bewail as much,
Her mourning full begun;

Our eyes have lost a lustre,
Our tears cannot console,
We cannot find death's purpose,
It hazards tortured soul;

Expressions of her being,
Play upon our past,
And echo in a feeling well,
Its depth entrusts,
Our love to dwell;

A finely petalled flower,
With strength at her core,
A zest for life and friendship,
Always eager to explore;
Her bloom unmistaken,
Reflecting carefree joy;

Her image will not fade,
The ripple of her light,
Her laughter and blithe energy,
Her smile with warm felicity,
Her nature's burning might;

The depth of mournings' sorrow
The damage by our loss,
Bear sadness to tomorrow,
Grief destined not to last;

Beyond the beautied memories,
To guide a fond recall,
To build upon her legacy,
And rise beyond the fall,
Two tributes to her permanence,
Daughters next in line,
Reflections of their mother
Growing over time;

I cannot see the sun,
Yet know its only hid,
One day the clouds will pass,
Rewarm me as she did.