A Dusty Road

A Dusty Road

 

Blown into eternity

the end has no formality

no significance to speak of

Reduced to mere dust

we are scattered into

a universe of particles

to be at the will of

the winds that blow

We will have left no impression

no remains 

but dust thinly scattered

Celestial debris

of no significance

What was it all for?

Caught up in the

draught of a strange creation

to live and die

for nothing

Our bodies, lives

relationships and possessions

all cast aside

to embrace an eternity 

surely for nought

Born into a reality

destroyed into nothingness

I want to move forward

to a new life and territory

to retain my identity

but how sad

that the sum total of life

has yielded absolutely

nothing

How can this be?

 

Our mortal frames

go up in flames

but the soul

has a different role

It journey's forward

through the dusty remains

to an awaiting glory

the destination of which

is not the same

Ashes to ashes

dust to dust

our souls will never know

how to become rust

 

◄ The Dinghy of Hope

Blessings Abound ►

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keith jeffries

Sun 25th Oct 2020 11:25

Stephen, Vautaw, Abdul, Emeka, HazyTee, and Robert,

Thank you for your comments and appreciation of this poem.
Keith

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Emeka Collins

Sat 24th Oct 2020 17:46

The nothingness presume to await the after life can cripple the journey. Mortality will melt away but the hope still remains that immortality will swallow it.

Great poem.

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Abdul Ahmad

Sat 17th Oct 2020 17:00

A surgical essay on end of life mysteries. Just spread the celestial debris with a sprinkle of happinness Keith. A lovely poem.

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Vautaw

Fri 16th Oct 2020 10:12

Love this poem Keith. I agree with Stephen, becoming celestial debris after departing this life appeals to me. I think it would make a great title. Write on. Keep spreading your gold dust to the wind and sharing your poetic legacy! ❤️

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Stephen Atkinson

Thu 15th Oct 2020 18:41

Superb reflective piece of poetry. But, must admit, I quite like the sound of being a bit of ' celestial debris ' ...but I've always been easily pleased 😄

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