The sweetness of life is all the sacred that I have ever needed;
It is also, I understand, with death and destruction seeded.
But to continue waiting to attain a heaven or a hell after death
Gives my uneasy, longing human heart and soul very little rest.
I suffer the pain of separation every time I lose sight of a loved face;
I try to remind myself that I'm always left with the loved ones grace.
The consolations that I have in losing someone to the hereafter
Is in the remembrance of our shared lives, love, and laughter.
I will not save these enjoyments until after my loved ones are gone;
Continually celebrating the joys of my people is what I depend upon.
I can't say that it doesn't sometimes hurt to be so emotionally open,
But the faith that every day is sacred is the faith on which I depend.