For eleven days I sat in a room with death
Thinking about love, feeling my body
Weaken as the beatings of my
Heart continued to slow.
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But the light of love within my heart
Calmed me and brought me peace.
I saw this guiding light shine
Even on death and
Through death.
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Before taking death’s hand I wanted
To leave behind words telling of
What I had found at the
Endpoint of these
Waypoints.
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I wrote that I saw that “The One”, the
Spirit that quickens all life and
Inspires all awareness.
Is Love itself.
God is Love.
Love is
God.
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I saw that I, one of the many,
Co-inhere with “The One”
Through Love.
It was surrendering to that
Simple but profound truth
That brought peace to
My failing heart.
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The wheel turned. As death left the room
He told me to remember that
I was now on bonus time.
We parted on good
Terms.
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Now a miraculous bionic bonus maker
Beats away beneath my collar bone
Keeping my heart pulsing in pace
With my life’s demands.
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I will live as I have lived but with renewed
Resolve to bring awareness and
Gratitude to as many
Of my moments as
I can manage.
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I will try to write of what I have seen
With clarity and beauty and let the
Light of love guide my way
In these days of my
Bonus time.
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This poem was first published on December 24, 2014, on my webpage http://rogerhillonline.com/Waypoints.aspx
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