-- What Still Remains --

by John Herlihy

What is it that still remains,

When everything else is gone.

Left behind that still pertains,

After the last breath is drawn.

Whispered echoes still reverberate,

As I make my final journey home.

One enduring message to enervate,

Under the awning of heaven’s dome.

All questions have been laid aside,

Nothing left to ask in the running.

One final emotion in which to abide,

One final answer still forth-coming.

All hopes and dreams now fade,

Mountain mist drifts with no sound.

Into the unknown mystery to wade,

Left to hear – a silence profound.

What is it that still remains,

When everything else is gone.

Left behind that still pertains,

After the last breath is drawn.

Love lived as dream in the best of times,

A lifetime of yearning for what it seems.

Love lived as salvation in the worst of times,

A lifetime of learning to know what it means.

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Copyright © John Herlihy

Saturday 9 December 2023