The Final Journey
by Chuck Keller
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
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I wrote this the night before my father's funeral.
A golden coach pulled to the gate
With silver harnessed stallions, six,
Chomping at the bit to go
Where none had been but they.
A black clad knight released my soul
And asked me to accompany
He and they along the way.
I said I’d love to go.
The pain was gone. The sickness left me.
A brilliant sun shone all around.
Peaceful slumber flooded me.
There was a blissful sound.
Harmony and melody filled me with delight.
We climbed aboard the gilded coach
Which lurched and rolled away.
“Where will I go?” I asked the knight.
“I’ve heard so many tales.
Of GOD and hell, which will it be?”
The coach rose from the earth.
He didn’t answer right away,
But thoughtfully reclined.
We rode a thousand miles through space
Before the answer came.
“No one knows until their time.”
He spoke without a word.
I saw my son was mourning.
I wish he wouldn’t cry.
And all the people I had touched
In good ways and in bad,
If only I could tell them now
This journey is sublime.
All my fears were vanishing
My thoughts turned pure as snow.
The silver harnessed stallions, six,
Pulled up and stopped the coach
On the shaded, dark side of the moon.
The golden door swung wide.
The black clad knight raised a hand
And set my spirit free.
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|Reviewed by Carol Phelan Aebby
|A wonderful journey, and dreamy, comforting view of the afterlife. This was a lovely inspiration on what must have been a very lonely night.
Carol Phelan Aebby
|Reviewed by Keith Rowley
|This is fantastic! What what a beautiful, flowing elegy. I just learned something form your flowing style too.|
|Reviewed by Rafika Anderson (Reader)
|Hmm...it feels as though perhaps you were the vessel by which your father communicated his liberating experience of departure from the earth plane into the next level of existence. This is a comforting message of hope and inspiration. Thank you for sharing.|
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart
|I LOVE this poem Chuck. It has an almost electric feel to it. A wonderful write.|
|Reviewed by Theresa Koch
|Reviewed by Kimmy Van Kooten
|The journey comes for all, eventually...and when that day comes, I too hope my spirit will be set free! Imagery astounding, Chuck!
It always amazes me, the will to quill, how it hits at that moment in time, especially when our souls have been jarred!
God rest his soul...
Love and Peace~
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Price
|Thoroughly enjoyed. Liz|
|Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU
An accomplished story-poem showing the vision of "The Final Journey".
Art, rhythm and knowledge met wisdom and poetized this great poem.
May the son keep honoring the father and may the grandson be proud to follow them.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
|Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson
|and i hope the journey is as good as this
enjoyed this write very much
could be a short story guess in a way it is
|Reviewed by Richard Swartz
|sorry for the last of your earthly father, Just remember Chuck that you have a heavley father that loves you jsut as much as your earthly father did and by the way your earthly father is in a better place now. by the way you should read my pome call "on the way home" your Friend Richard|
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|So sorry for your loss, Chuck, I know the pain well. And very sorry it took me so long to read this. But it's truly heartfelt, and it's truly very good.|