If you love me, do
not weep. If only you knew the gift of God and what heaven
If only you could hear the angel's song from where you are and see me among them!
If only you could see before your eyes the eternal fields with their horizons, and the new paths in which I walk!
If only you could contemplate for one moment the Beauty that I see. Beauty before which all others fail and fade.
you who saw me and loved me in the land of shadows,
why do you think you will not see me and love me again in the land of unchanging realities?
Believe me, when death breaks your chains as it has broken mine,
when on the day chosen by God, your reaches Heaven where I have preceded you,
then you will see her who loved you and still loves you.
You will find her
heart the same, her tenderness even purer than
God forbid, that on entering a happier life, I should become less loving,
unfaithful to the memories and real joys of my other life.
You will see me again transfigured in ecstasy and happiness, no longer waiting for death,
but even hand in hand with you, walking in the new paths of light and life,
slaking my thirst to the full at the feet of God, from a fount of which one never tires,
and which you will come to share with me.
Wipe away your tears, and, if you love me truly, weep no more.
This letter supposedly written to
which I find beautiful and hopeful for all. Thanks. Marta (marsu)