Nurtured by mother’s body,
Close to her heart she cradles us.
We are complete – but not whole,
Until she lets us go.
At birth, our journey begins,
Love, laughter, joy and sorrow,
Choosing our paths,
We challenge the future.
Never knowing where or when.
With silent steps it will stalk us,
Relentless in its pursuit,
Swathed in blackness like a moonless night,
In shadows or in light,
It will inevitably stake its claim.
When the body grows weary,
And the mind is still,
Will there be glimpses of the other side?
Brief moments of elation,
When inaudible words don’t quite form.
Mind wills life – body denies it.
Breathing short and ragged,
Sighs – like sudden breezes,
Loved ones will grieve for us,
As we surrender life,
Death will wrap its soft black robe around us,
Taking us away from everything we know,
Fear, pain, misery – no more,
In peace at last, we will rest,
And the end will be the beginning.
from life to death.... you take us by the hand as you show us what lies ahead...... thank you
You have dealt with a difficult subject with compelling class. It really does catch up with us so let us maximize every moment. Well done!
Simply outstanding. Where have you been lady? This is where you belong. Voted 10.
Death will wrap its soft black robe around us, Taking us away from everything we know, Fear, pain, misery – no more, In peace at last, we will rest, And the end will be the beginning. again a ver rich poem..and agree with your idea an believe that every thing ends to peace.. as life itself..and the idea you expressed here is best and meaningful enough..well done..good work..keep writing..
wonderful! it is good to think of death as a release to something greater. powerful write!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have presented a picture of a life's circle. Great write. Have you ever heard that song; 'All my life is a circle'