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Annually attention focuses
On those beyond our communication.
Spaces imbued now with their silence,
Hallowed for one or hallowed for many.
The consolation is we must not wait
That long; whenever necessary we
Can commemorate them upon hearing
A certain song, seeing a photo or place.
Not yet can the dividing veil rise up
So that we now see as clearly as they.
But the veil acquires a translucency
Allowing a glimpse of uncreated light.
For an instant, eternity flows through.
We behold in them what we shall become.
Arthur Turfa, © 2014
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