For posterity.

 BY AND BY

(Taking into account Pope Francis' delicate condition, who I met several times personally before he became pope, and know to be a saintly person, I send this poem advising confidence in the workings of the universe!)

Saturday, February 8, 2025
5:33 PM

(By: Karla Wagener, a poem thinking about what I read about Elton John and also Dario's friendship, who is visiting with us now).

I believe I can call your name
And you'll be there to help me.
For sure I know things have changed
since the day I heard your name.

I believe there's a special feeling
In hearing a certain name,
Spotting just the right face,
Being in a sacred place.

I believe good things can happen
When the spirit's high.
Miracles work wonders
By and by.

There's a basic need to help and satisfy,
And when we lose camaraderie 
So is lost all of humanity.

I believe a name can be called,
In the direst of hours...
Even past time, death or space;
And answers will come
Along with saving grace.

Love is a dimension
In revered ascension,
Elevating the soul.

It can be heard, perceived,
Much more even felt,
Especially when pleaded for.
Is there anything that can

Console us more?