BEAUTIFUL mother Of a beautiful boy, Life is Death's brother; Weep not for him Who from the world dim Rose to the realm of perpetual joy. Thank God for giving, Thank Him for taking. To the Land of the Living Cuthbert has flown, By the White Throne, Where the earth-sleepers in Heaven are waking. No mortal bliss Can match his above— You've an angel to kiss, When you aspire To the home of desire, Filled with an infinite Mercy and love. Always to you He will be glorious, "Tender and true." Out of great sorrow Comes a bright morrow, When your strong soul will meet him victorious. He went before To lead you aright, To endure and adore. Free from all stain, You shall meet him again, Crowned and caressed in kingdoms of light. Better by far To know he is blest, Like a radiant star, Than bruised by the blow Of the world in its woe— Better God's wonderful, mystical rest. Happy is he, Made a present to God, That his mother might see Her way to the skies, By the path of the wise Where the chosen who triumph in anguish have trod. Christ, in His passion, Teaches your heart How sadness may fashion, With wonderful grace, The soul for its place Where mothers and children have never to part. Cling to the Cross That was sent you to save From terrible loss, Till you have risen From the tomb's prison, Welcomed by Christ who has conquered the grave! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHITTIER by MARGARET ELIZABETH MUNSON SANGSTER MOTHER HEART by NELLIE COOLEY ALDER A FISH STORY by HENRY AUGUSTIN BEERS TO THE RIVER CHERWELL by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES DANGEROUS PASSING by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN EPITAPH ON ONE DROWNED IN THE SNOW by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |