Dear Richard, This is sure a poem of my life right down to every detail. It's a lovely poem and I love listening to it---you have such a great voice. I hope all is well with you and your loved ones.
This is a wonderful write! When one comes to this thought process in life, I believe it is time to start fresh. How many deaths do we live through in life? How does one escape fear of death?!Perhaps in the belief that there is no such thing just a passing on to new exciting worlds. The now is all that truly exists.
Wishing you continued creativity and blissful moments!
Dear Richard...a inspirational poem which describes one aspect of later life...However, I hope there is a lot more happy, healthy life for you to enjoy...
Death is an integral part of life...and then I believe another exciting adventure lies ahead...
but for now...I wish you many more wonderful Spring like days filled with Hope , good health and optimism..
Love,
Diana....
Touching honest work. An end? Perhaps just a transition and a new beginning. My Father turns 90 this month. He's been 'healthy as a horse' his entire life. Just recently he started struggling with bouts of Vasovagal Syncope. He and his wife live in Del Cerro. As I remember it, that's pretty close to where you live. Well Richard.... here's to red canoes and glassy lakes. Take care.
Yes, Richard, I can identify with your lines. As we get old (not "older", but undeniably old)it's natural to expect death to come in its time, even while we live each day to its fullest. The great strength in facing death is knowing that God is with His children, those who are following Him, even to the end. When you know where you're going, the trip is not fearful. When the end of the journey is eternity with the Lord, it's a destiny anticipated rather than an ending to be feared.
I love the beginning and ending lines--glad you repeated them 3 times. "With godly love a part of me, there'll be no room to fear."
Richard, I've always heard that nothing in life is more prevalent than death. It is the grand finale for each of us and we never know when it shall come--at late or early hour. "The clock of life is wound but once. Now is the only time you own. Live, love, toil with a will, for tomorrow the hands of the clock may then be still."
Your poem, No Room for Fear, is wonderfully written, but so sad. I hope you don't believe your statement "is coming near." You are healthy and there is no reason you can't hang around for another ten years. I'm counting on it, Richard. You're too good of a friend to lose. Loved your recitation and the new photo. Now, you can do a followup poem that is filled with hope for every new tomorrow.
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Wishing you continued creativity and blissful moments!
With respect and admiration,
Carol Phelan Aebby
Death is an integral part of life...and then I believe another exciting adventure lies ahead...
but for now...I wish you many more wonderful Spring like days filled with Hope , good health and optimism..
Love,
Diana....
Ron
I love the beginning and ending lines--glad you repeated them 3 times. "With godly love a part of me, there'll be no room to fear."
Connie
Your poem, No Room for Fear, is wonderfully written, but so sad. I hope you don't believe your statement "is coming near." You are healthy and there is no reason you can't hang around for another ten years. I'm counting on it, Richard. You're too good of a friend to lose. Loved your recitation and the new photo. Now, you can do a followup poem that is filled with hope for every new tomorrow.