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Friday, April 20, 2012

Deathday Party

Day 22--Diamond Poem
I wrote this for a friend whose brother is dying. I wanted her to know how I see his journey back--only sad for those left behind, and only if the bereaved haven't done all they could to ease his journey and celebrate his life. Otherwise, it's just a brief moment in time--a spark and then you'll see him again, whole and happy.
Deathday party

Sweet one
Be happy for me
Don't weep for me now
I merely carry the banner on
Returning to the One who made me
Help me go; loose the bands which keep me
Gird me in my robes of pristine white
I go forward to the next place
Smile for me, little one.
I'll always love you.
My heart

This one is how I would feel at the end of my life, if it came now, when I feel unprepared:

Regret
At the end 
Of my time here
The days and hours,
Like coins,
Falling through
My fingers.
For what
Have I spent
Such precious currency?
Have I done
Enough?
No.
Never.
There'll always be
Another act of 
Random kindness
Another bid for salvation
On which to spend 
This precious hoard.
I must give coin 
With love
Knowing it will 
Come back to me
In incredible
Abundance
From the One
From whom all
Such coin
Proceeds.

3 comments:

  1. Thank you, Megan!
    I've been thinking about this subject a great deal today as I've been pondering what to say to my friend. In the end, Heavenly Father put words in my mouth I was never expecting to say. Instead of telling her to fly to his side, I told her to let him go gently, on his own terms. Ever since then, my heart has been an over-full vessel.

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