Salutation of Qoheleth -

Cast the sight,
Longer then a momentum heart sound,
Or the elder wisdom of hand,
Searching for the hand of youthful comfort.
Take the gentle frail hand into own
Embrace the life,
The history in the picture.
Family in the vision,
Of longer able to see the beauty,
Of a world forgotten of day.
Remember to love the salutation,
Before the sleep,
Becomes eternal.
The blessing the poet asks,
In the stanza of this ode,
Is to love the frail,forgotten,
The forlorn,bereft souls
Who where light,
Before the world even knew..
The shadow of our given maiden names,
Was the gift of blessing,
Of God's light of our grandfathers'
and grandmothers'.

-Shaee