Hope is hope and love is love,
Shining down on us from above—
The hope we feel for no good reason
Has its roots in every season.
The love that wraps itself around us,
Is free and endless and unboundless!
We come to Earth with ribbons trailing
Of all that’s good with joy unfailing—
Every soul has its purpose and place
Every baby comes with a laughing face—
We do not see the angels who guide,
Comfort, direct, encourage and abide
With us until our very last breath—
Then we finally see the depth and breadth
Of the lives we lived with those we’ve cherished,
Those we’ve been with until they perished
In order to join the circle once again;
Soul to soul and back again.