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Transformation

Fears and tears
in the sunshine
of April
“The cruelest month”
New life
overcomes
the death
of winter
and with it
its hope
of escape
in dying
Can’t it
just end
Samsara
No poetry
No muse
No spirit
Oh, April,
the killer
month
The Soul
Snatcher
The menacing
life force
that most
revel in
kills my
will
to join
in the spirit
of rebirth
I see only
the cruelty
of Samsara

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April raindrops
dry tears
and Spring clouds
sooth
my parched soul
and bring back
will and spirit
to join
the living
once again.

 


The Vibrations of Life

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Pulsating life

flows through

tree branches

vibrating

to the song

of a red-winged blackbird

singing to the moon

as a cloud

stands by

in the approach

of twilight


“Life Goes On”

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“Life Goes On”

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That’s what Dad always said,

Remember, Tony?

My dear swarthy brother,

dark of skin,

warm of heart,

we shared the same hazel eyes,

a mix of Mom’s Sicilian brown

and Dad’s brilliant blue.

We lived separate lives,

you in Michigan,

me in New York,

you with three adopted children,

me, childless with Ko-ko and Tom.

You weren’t supposed to DIE!

You and I were to be

fellow way-farers

on the road through life.

We were to live parallel lives

and you were supposed to die

when you were old and feeble,

not middle-aged,

in a tortured death!

It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

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“Life goes on.”

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Today I light a candle

on my altar to you and Mom and Dad

and send you Reiki

like I did while you fought for your life

for two years

after a prognosis of two months.

My heart aches

on this second anniversary

of your death.

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“Life goes on.”

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Your wife, your children, and I

cry out for you

but you have moved on to some higher form.

You paid your karmic dues,

with your diagnosis, cancer.

Long before,

you always told me

not to worry,

that you’d live long because

only the good die young.

But you were too good

and you died far too young

and I live on in my little, reclusive life,

Ko-ko no longer here,

just me and Tom.

I should have been the one to go

but the good die young.

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“And life goes on.”