It comes to all.
We understand the fear
To think the end is near.
The images you hold
Are of one who grows old
Then takes his last breath.
To you, this is death.
Yes, it’s true.
It will happen to you.
But the finality you imagine
Is not reality.
You see with hooded eyes.
The truth they do disguise.
Your soul cannot be killed.
Its vibrant spirit never stilled.
You exist now as pure love.
Here below just as above.
This aspect of yourself can’t die.
Believing otherwise is just a lie.
How could you stop the greatest part?
That which arises in the heart ...
The part of you that is aware …
That’s the part that’s always there.
And live on it always will.
Long after the body does lie still.
For to grow in loving is the role
Of your ever-lasting soul.
About the Poetry
All of the poems in this blog are spirit-inspired. Every word came to me each day for a full year while in deep meditation. I simply wrote what I heard onto a pad of paper in my lap with eyes closed – meaningful, multi-stanza verses in mere minutes. I was unaware of each poem’s theme until I transcribed it later word for word. Each day brought new and wondrous discoveries about the world beyond our five physical senses, incredible wisdom, and messages of hope which I share with you in this blog. The last poems received are displayed below on this page, but the entire collection of 365+ poems are archived here in the left-hand column. You can search by topic or keyword using the search box in the upper left corner. May you find among them just the right message which speaks to your heart.