Pere-Lachaise

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Pere-Lachaise

Pere-Lachaise
Last Fare-well
Choice
Lot"s Wife
I reached out
If you love and not feel pain
Scared off by beauty

In life we experience
Both joy and anguish
And two kinds of events
Espouse them most:
Get-togethers and partings

And as it passes by,
Life,
The first bring us more joy
Whereas the second
Strike us with more grief

Get-togethers are beginnings,
Partings endings
And death is the greatest and
Most painful parting
Of all the partings

Yet, it is not the ultimate end
Death,
Rather it is a passage from one
Form of existence into another

Though the dead does not
Dwell in his body any more
We still feel
His presence,
His soul

Why, then, are we compelled
To cry and bemoan
If there is no death?

We do not mourn after
The deceased,
And we do not grieve for his
Bodily surcease,
His demise

Rather we lament ourselves,
We are bereft of him,
And we miss him immensly

2018-08-21T17:23:24+00:00 July 1st, 2004|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 37|0 Comments