One Slipped Through

Resurrection is for the brave,
to deny the cave's protection.
To emerge again from the den's darkness,
there is pain in resurrection.

For life is filled with hurt,
and joy...and love...

There is no perfect cover,
no grip too tight for it to invade.
For a woman's wonder to have its say.
And remind the reborn why he lay asunder.

"Here lies a good man, 
who before himself,
loved another.
And simply lost his way..."

But one got through the cracks today,
jarring his restful peace.
Daring him again to dream,
to love...to care...to live.

Per chance to die again!