When the fire within me dies

And my spirit flies beyond the skies

To reach that unknown place that lies

Past earthly need of ears and eyes,

This much I know - this much is plain -

That I shall be but born again

To take my place in the timeless train

Of Creation's everlasting chain.

So, save your tears...your sad goodbyes

This breaking of familiar ties;

Be comforted by all that lies

In store - for nothing ever really dies.





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M.C. Newberry

Thu 24th Sep 2020 13:56

Tom - thanks for commenting. It seemed appropriate to promote
some positivity towards "the great adventure" that we all face, some
even more immediately at this time. I woke the other morning with
the first line in my mind. The rest soon followed. - with the challenge
I set myself to create verses that used lines that sequentially rhymed.

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Thu 24th Sep 2020 11:17

Lovely thoughts, well expressed. I really like this MC.

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M.C. Newberry

Wed 23rd Sep 2020 17:08

Thanks Paul. Very kind.
BM - the flesh may be "food for worms", but how to explain that force
within that powers it to the end? Where does that go? Regeneration
seems a logical explanation when there is so much we lack the
faculties to be aware of. Man-made religion just represents human attempts to address this "great unknown".
Thanks to those who took the trouble to "like" these lines.

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Brian Maryon

Tue 22nd Sep 2020 18:57

I wish I had your faith MC. The best I can expect is to provide soil conditioner.

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Paul Sayer

Tue 22nd Sep 2020 11:28

A superb little tale about the greatest journey all of us eventually take.

Moving on up

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