I Will Smile For You.

Because i'm sure you're smiling too, in the arms of our loving Father.
I dedicate this post to my junior, Egan Supharta Mercubuwono, who has fought a strong, brave & long suffering battle with nose cancer.
Today, i've learned that he was called home to be with the Lord.

God wanted him now, so God set him free.

We've barely talked much, but i could never forget the things we have in common:
the love & passion for music & the arts.
You drew & painted, pictures i could never have did,
colored them so vibrantly they shone in your eyes, the same shade as the morning glow.
So cheeky you were, & so full of life too.
My heart sinks when i reminisce on those times, but somewhere deep within there is relief & a sense of peace because i know God can now take care of you in our stead.
This is for you, Egan.

Wasn't written well...couldn't think.

Dearest friend, whom once i knew,
you've came too fast & left too soon.

Words to say, so hard to find,
a friend like you is one of a kind.

Though time is eternity for those who love,
it's too short for me, it's not enough.

You have fought well, you have fought long,
so God has called to take you home.

& i know with God; i can't argue,
He just wants too much to be with you.

& set you free is what he did,
the pain & suffering; He took you from it.

Now you can walk & run my friend,
into our loving Father's hand.

He'll do my job & take my place,
to comfort you in His tight embrace.

A well deserving, eternal rest,
in our peaceful Father's nest.

Live in our memory & die in our love,
take these tears & soar up above.

Goodbye is not the end you see,
in heaven i know, again we will meet.

Till then, i will smile at skies for you,
because i know you're smiling down on me too.

"May the blessing of light be on you - light without & light within.
May the blessed sunlight shine on you like a great peat fire,
so that stranger & friend may come and warm himself at it.
& may light shine out of the two eyes of you,
like a candle set in the window of a house,
bidding the wanderer come in out of the storm.
& may the blessing of the rain be on you,
may it beat upon your Spirit & wash it fair and clean,
& leave there a shining pool where the blue of Heaven shines,
& sometimes a star.
& may the blessing of the earth be on you,
soft under your feet as you pass along the roads,
soft under you as you lie out on it, tired at the end of day;
& may it rest easy over you when, at last, you lie out under it.
May it rest so lightly over you that your soul may be out from under it quickly;
up and off & on its way to God.
& now may the Lord bless you,
bless you kindly.
Amen."