IN MEMORY OF FRED

We've lost one of the good ones
as his heart stopped beating, once again,
as his gentleness pours its blessings
upon us no more,
especially that broad smile
and those clear eyes of joy!

He walked among us, this Jesus-like man
sacred, sincere and sweet,
He sat with us, and stood to minister to us,
and broke bread with us;
and we recognized Him in that breaking,
a man like us...

Frail heart, I carry you in mine,
mine will beat for you
and carry on as like-you as I can
with my own brokenness
with my empty part of heart.

Now He lays in the sealed tomb
and if we are still with Him,
grieve, let go,
but follow Him quickly out of that tomb
leaving empty earth behind
and rise up ripe for resurrection's reward,
The Spirit soars among us
and above us, Spirit leads
onwards and
towards!


Michael O'Palko
04/26/07