'My work is done. Why wait? '
-George Eastman
Twenty years ago, when I first read
these last words of George Eastman,
I was repulsed. What a tawdry, venal,
materialistic view of life!
Today, I must agree:
any life properly lived is
a life properly ended.
'My past three visits to Chinese
restaurants have yielded the
identical fortune:
'Good to begin well. Better
to end well.'
If ever was the time
for a graceful crossing,
it is now.
Thanksgiving but days away,
it is a perfectly delicious day.
A pristine turquoise sky.
A balmy seventy degrees.
This will be not a suicide,
but a celebration
of the soul's immortality.
Fascinating work.Your last stanza is very compelling. Warm regards, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it is really Fascinating, a good one