Afflicted by the honour of your death
Both grief and privilege to attend you there
Afflicted by emotions,short of breath
I weep for now I sadly miss your care.
Responsible for taking you to death
And freely letting go of my desires
Tears like a very sheet my face impressed.
After He extinguished your fires.
Now with my older loves you dwell elsewhere
And I , now suffering, linger in my lair.
Will you send me comfort so I bear
The burden of our grief without despair
For as in winter worms toil in the earth
Msy my grieving bring me to spring’s birth
