The pain we hate shall have no lasting power, <br />And weak it will be when we shall see the sane, <br />Go without dominion into deaths final hour, <br />Sink into the ground where they will rise again. <br /> <br />Caught up to the stars to have their names regain, <br /> When new breath is blown upon their dry bones, <br />Pain shall have no power nor leave the sting of stain, <br />Lying under wet earth to clean splintered stones. <br /> <br />Where the wind blows a rose will bloom more, <br />And lift our heads to see the rainbow in heaven, <br />But your shadow will bring the clouds together, <br />Spilt colorful bow until the clouds break down. <br /> <br />Faith in God shall give the sinews strength, <br />And overcome the cries to the distant ears, <br />Though changing years have split friends by health, <br />The pain we hate shall be forgotten in tears. <br /> <br />And no more bright daisies made sad by fear, <br />Strapped to guilt when they love to pray, <br />The pain we hate shall have no lasting power, <br />And our brief parting shall only be for a day.<br /><br />Gerry Legister<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pain-shall-have-no-power/
