Golden Rain

A Poem in Tribute to Another Friend Safely Home

Golden Leaves

INTRO

Have you lost any dear friends this year?

Last week, I wrote this poem for her and to help me to process the imminent loss of another friend from cancer, the second one this year.

She’s been gathered her up to heaven, and although we are grieving (she was a writer in our group, and an amazing leader in her community), we also rejoice that she is now seeing Jesus and is pain free.

But we do not want you to be uninformed, brothers, about those who are asleep, that you may not grieve as others do who have no hope. (1 Thes. 4:13, ESV)

Golden Rain

(for L, 10/30/25)                                        

It’s raining golden leaves come down
So much they've carpeted the ground 
And light the world with golden glow 
An ethereal light basking my sorrow 
And I sigh 

As tears streak down windowpanes
A grief dormant that has lain
Untapped, now surfaces to be held
As heart constricts, emotions meld
And it hurts. 

But golden rain reminds me, too
That light reverberates onward— through
The veil that separates you from me
Carrying us to a place so free
Where golden Light surrounds His throne
And so reminds we’re not alone
And one day we, too, will be home,
at rest.

So golden rain through windowpanes 
Reminds me I’ll never be the same
With sweet you rooted in my heart
Wisdom and encouragement to impart,
And I will so miss you. 

May the golden light flow all around
As angels sing and bring your crown
And I can’t wait to meet you there
Fellowship with Him to share!
Until that time when I arrive,
I know with Him you'll surely thrive
So I celebrate. . .

That golden rain and golden Light
Exist together in earthly life
Knowing the Light helps bear this rain
Until I walk with you again,

On streets of golden.

In Remembrance