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A Tribute to Dr. Weinstein |
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The Open FieldHow across the open fieldthe heart cries, Release! Free from sorrow and suffering and all frailty surcease Our mortal coil cast away, in light our raiment be— Arisen in our spirit home no human eye can see. All loved ones gathered close, here in the toiling field, bid farewell to one now gone where light is not concealed. He has found a deeper home, this world has slipped away; as night is scattered by the dawn, he turns to a brighter day. Who knows what he will find beyond, but peace for his great heart— Let us bid him his soul's rest as this world he departs. And we now left in this green world, our gaze upon tomorrow, find comfort in his memory who has gone where none can follow. © Ernest E. Black, II (son-in-law) |
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