Vision
 

I see your father,
cradled
in the palm of God.
Loved and blessed
and at peace.

I see your father
joyfully
surveying the land
The paths are many
the adventure grand.

I see your father
spreading
wings wide and strong
The call is sweet
the road not long.

In dreams and visions
he comes to you
and talks
of love
and peace
that passeth understanding