An exploration of love and death and what it means in our lives
'Love & Life'
What can you do
With love, or death
As they wind their way
Across your heart
The invaders of your dominion
That steal your soul
And carry your mind
To territories unknown
That plunge you into
The oceans that stir your senses
They sit upon your mood
As you are lost
You explore the unknowns
The ifs and whys
The gladness, the sorrows
The longings you live
The presence you crave
The madness of the otherness
That you never knew
The all-conquering emotion
That you cannot leave
Even as you embrace the impossible
Those indelible moments
That defines all the other
What can you do
With love, or death
The before and the after
For better, for worse
In every journey
Of finding yourself
In those moments
Of life and living
When it comes to love, death strikes us all differently. Certainly, the living must live on, regardless.
About three years ago, my uncle lost his wife. When I called him, he sounded lost and afraid. He died within a year. Three days ago I called an old friend who lost his wife last year. I expected to find him despondent. But he greeted me with his usual happy nature and told me that everything is fine and that he is still doing what he always did, even grateful that his wife has passed because she was suffering.
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not synchronized totally. You're scary, Mary!
About three years ago, my uncle lost his wife. When I called him, he sounded lost and afraid. He died within a year. Three days ago I called an old friend who lost his wife last year. I expected to find him despondent. But he greeted me with his usual happy nature and told me that everything is fine and that he is still doing what he always did, even grateful that his wife has passed because she was suffering.
Ron