Suddenness of Life
Yesterday we spoke
This morning he did not call
day before
he excused to say
I am going for my walk
Time just comes
lapses
Spiritual or NOT
Hehas gone
My onlyfriend
philosopher guide
and
master
more than a brother
He said when he is
gone
he will never be
reborn
I know
we all have to follow
the same route
amen
Dear poet poet... beautiful poem of the meditation on death.. Beyond theist or atheist...death happens to end the cycle of life to recycle it... To me death is a long deep rest...thanks for beautiful wording...love
Death can be so sudden sometimes. It can occur to persons at times never anticipated. That's why we say death is like a thief. I share your heartfelt grief at the departure of your bosom buddy who has been a guide, friend and brother to you.
Yes indeed, death is like going for a walk and not returning to the same place, but going somewhere else. Where? No one really knows. But death sure makes one bit of a philosopher. I share your grief in this greatly writ piece.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
No one can stop death. This is universal truth. Sad that you lost your spiritual guru and friend. Thanks very much for sharing such a thought provoking poem.