Monday, March 19, 2012

Pilgrims



I don’t know if we shall ever see them again,
or contemplate where they are
The souls who passed through the earth as pilgrims
lay in the dirt,
famous once,
powerful once
but the breath that drove them
has expired

The sands of life shift so fast
in trying to grasp,
we sink
in attempting to possess
the gravity of death
Imagining death to be a journey
of a fall that never ends
A careless wave that rushes back into the sea,
is life taken from us
grasping the sand of life between our toes,
a grain of what we were
the blame we may have laid on others
the kisses and the joy leaping
days too quickly
a rainstorm
a flash of lightening,
with the eye,
our lives die before us,

I did not keep track of death.
But death is a debt we must pay

When God promised the first man
To dust you shall return

But the hope for immortality
is a knife in the heart
to some

So many have gone before
where I shall be someday
The days lead me there
quietly I follow
The minutes fly to that hour
like the string of a beautiful
kite
slipping through tired fingers
running until I am out of breath,
chasing myself
until heartbeats become less
frequent
and silence loudly screams

I don’t remember when youth danced away
as if there were no beginning nor end,
only God’s voice

When I pray I am not afraid,
Your whisper reminds
I am never alone

But there is this business of death
through this wildnerness
and Fear could not be flushed

Open the doors, to Eternity,
that lives past this life.

Those who hoped in Jesus Christ, those who knew He was the Way, The Truth, and The Life have joined Him in Glory.

The smile on the lips we could not witness,
as they were on the threshold, dying,
clinging to a life as they say,
“no longer wants them.”
Life gives us a bloody kick when it is done with us,
Oh, but Jesus is never done with us,
every false god we may make prayers to,
money even,
Throw dollars into an empty pit,
saturate it with paper only to burn
Not even one farthing, can we steal into the next
life,
Don’t cry, don’t love this life, don’t worship it.
It is only temporary.

misfit1965
(image not mine)

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