I shall not go easy into the final darkness
Which all must enter at life's end
But will roar and rage against its sweep
Never tremble and cower as it engulfs
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This poem contains a universal statement of faith. At age 66 this is what carries me through each day. A friend who teaches philosophy once said: I am one with the process that made me what I am. When my life-span ends, that process is not going to disappear or break off abruptly. The question is, what form does it take, and what does one identify with.
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This poem contains a universal statement of faith. At age 66 this is what carries me through each day. A friend who teaches philosophy once said: I am one with the process that made me what I am. When my life-span ends, that process is not going to disappear or break off abruptly. The question is, what form does it take, and what does one identify with.