I went to a garden named Trinity By a faith that wasn`t mine. At a stone casket memorial My eyes began to shine. It was for the unborn child. It gave an abiding peace To a deep sadness I was able To more completely release. A great friend had moved To the eternal side. Her spirit had been restored When her arms opened wide To receive the love Of her unborn child. That image has always helped My spirit to be more mild. Did her supernatural presence With others I can`t see Reach from the eternal beyond And give these words to me? Do they really want me To release these words and share So I and other`s pause, take a breath, And don`t forget to care?