Ali

Whence in life your path seemed dry and long...
And rocks beneath your feet they cut and stung
Your skin it burned, scorched by the unforgiving sun...
You trudged alone on a lonely song.

The day seemed endless...no rest, no shade...
Your body weak, your spirit frayed
No wind, no rain...had mercy gone?
You trudged along on a lonely song.

And as you walked, the night it came...
A blanket of rest...it shall remain
Where once you were, now just a song
of your journey short...and it shall linger on.

So now you've gone to sleep in night's sweet embrace
Your toil has ended...rest now in God's boundless grace!

I will remember you, Ali.