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David and Martha Lynch

We have so many memories of Ben since he entered our lives almost 15 years ago. We know how important his family and friends were to him. He never gave up on anyone. Ben loved his family, nature, the woods, water, and animals. I came across this beautiful song by Judy Collins recently and it seems to tell me what Ben would want us all to know about his passing. We will miss him always. Come, lonely hunter, chieftain and king, I will fly like the falcon when I go Bear me my brother under your wing, I will strike fell like lightnin' when I go I will bellow like the thunder drum, invoke the storm of war A twistin' pillar spun of dust and blood up from the prairie floor I will sweep the foe before me like a gale out on the snow And the wind will long recount the story, reverence and glory, when I go Spring, spirit dancer, nimble and thin, I will leap like coyote when I go Tireless entrancer, lend me your skin, I will run like the gray wolf when I go I will climb the rise at daybreak, I will kiss the sky at noon Raise my yearnin' voice at midnight to my mother in the moon I will make the lay of long defeat and draw the chorus slow I'll send this message down the wire and hope that someone wise is listenin' when I go And when the sun comes trumpeting from his red house in the east He will find a standin' stone where long I chanted my release He will send his mornin' messenger to strike the hammer blow And I will crumble down uncountable in showers of crimson rubies when I go Sigh, mournful sister, whisper and turn, I will rattle like dry leaves when I go Stand in the mist where my fire used to burn, I will camp on the night breeze when I go And should you glimpse my wand'rin form out on the borderline Between death and resurrection and the council of the pines Do not worry for my comfort, do not sorrow for me so All your diamond tears will rise up and adorn the sky beside me when I go Do not worry for my comfort, do not sorrow for me so All your diamond tears will rise up and adorn the sky beside me when I go. Love, Martha and David
Wednesday November 1, 2017 at 6:57 pm
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