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I buried my father underground.
Since then, my ladders
only climb down,
and all the earth has become a house
whose rooms are the hours, whose doors
stand open at evening, receiving
guest after guest.
Sometimes I see past them
to the tables spread for a wedding feast.
~Li-Young Lee,
excerpt from poem, Little Father
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One Foot in Heaven, One Foot On Earth
Baby girl, since you left, and went above,
Mommy's heart's no longer in this world
For my heart's consumed with you... My yearning love
Requires all my time to mourn my baby girl.
Yet my Father God requires I see by faith
What's really real, even though my eyes can't see...
For all I can "see" is...the utmost tragedy.
So though my body floats like a wraith
On earth each day, my heart will be
Transfixed on you who has gone away....
And transfixed on Him, His way to see...
Even as my heart cries out to understand
The eternal meanings for this meaningless life
I've been thrown into, here upon Death's Scorched-Earth Land,
where daily, with Death's Forlorn Grief, I strive.
So as I keep one foot on earth to limp through each day,
I keep my focus to the Heavenlies for my God to show me the way:
One Foot in Heaven, One Foot on Earth,
The only way for me to tread, step by step, through Death's Dreary Dearth.
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I have one foot in heaven and one foot on earth, and the foot on earth is on a banana peel. —
~Malcolm Muggeridge
Li-Young Lee's poem - excerpt from poem, Little Father
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