So I am working on this...not easy, but it has to get out:
Chairs, never empty
A team,
A group,
A family;
Not complete
Without those
Who led,
Who left,
And those
Who exist
In heart.
These chairs may
Not be
Full,
And yet,
We fill them
With our love,
Our faith.
Or this:
A line was added
To include Him,
Not really needed
He’s always within.
Then, a single chair
Left empty to show
He would be there
To help us grow.
Not needed, that empty space;
His presence was felt in that place
Where we gathered to share His grace,
His love, His touch on every face.
Now two have gone,
And in His house reside;
And with each new dawn,
Less pain for those who tried
To bridge that gap between
Life and death and Him;
Those on whom we lean
For whom now the light is dim.
To the rest of us it now falls
To be the strength we would use
When it was our stubborn walls
We needed help to lose.
To be those to start
The healing, the acceptance
That with God in the heart
We overcome our reluctance.
We follow those we see
As forever strong,
Yet the truth may be
Just like that song.
And on our backs, now lean
Please, all those who feel
The world has become mean
And it’s too hard to deal.
Just remember this fact
Before we call it a day
A team is always intact
Regardless of the way
The members take their
Leave. The important thing
Is that they were in the Chair,
Part of the eternal ring.
Life is hard, harder when one has faith sometimes, 'cause that faith can seem shattered by random things.
