Safe Journey Poem by John Paul Sam Nkwain

Safe Journey



Death continues to confound the living.
We are chickens in God's coop
Faith and hope lures us to believe that our Father of inscrutable ways
Saw your accomplishments as worthy and so called you
At the apex of your earthly glory
To become the next meritorious newcomer into His Celestial Realms,
where we are told only the good and the free frolic.

Tears flow because we mortals can but see your demise only as untimely exit.
We can only but recall with heart-warming nostalgia your good deeds.
We try to be comforted that in the end,
It is Master's opinion that counts.

Despite the fact that our hearts are smitten sore and we droop and pine,
No longer able to benefit from your superlative pace-setting,
Mentoring, companionship and love,
Nevertheless we submit ourselves,
In religious stoicism,
To the irreversible verdict of Divine Providence.

What a caterpillar calls the end of the world
The master calls it a butterfly.
We see a caterpillar gone
We imagine a transformed butterfly.
May you be red-carpeted with uncanny redolence in your new found land.
Where the Master rewards fervent disciples like you.
With perfect bliss and endless happiness.


What a difficult adjournment
till we meet again, good bye.

Safe journey! Safe journey
Safe journey! Safe journey
Safe journey! Safe journey
Safe journey! Safe journey.

Safe Journey
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 21 August 2016

faith and hope lure us, good one

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