Fearful thing...

I was at a funeral yesterday and the rabbi read this poem, it really seemed to resonate with me.

It is a fearful thing

to love

what death can touch.

A fearful thing 

to love,

hop, dream; to be--

to be, 

and oh! to lose.

A thing for fools, this,

and

a holy thing,

a holy thing 

to love.

For 

your life has lived in me,

your laugh once lifted me, 

your word was gift to me.

To remember this

brings a painful joy.

'Tis a human thing, love,

a holy thing, 

to love

what death has touched.

(Chaim Stern)