Tag: death

Nothing Guaranteed

each breath is a gift,
our hold on existence -
at its best -
is tenuous,
we control so little
of our fate;

we lack ready reminders
of the fleeting nature of
of our lives;
when they do come
they often surprise,
ripping holes
in the fabric of our souls,

if we stop to embrace it,
this pain
will reinforce our impermanence,

there are no guarantees,
we must live well
in the time
we are given
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Great Art

we are all incomplete,
unfinished masterpieces,
no matter our years;

there is no perfection here,
instead, the thread of an idea
of what might be
has evolved into this work -
this life -
through the years,
it only reaches its conclusion
in death

where many flaws are forgotten
as we are raised upon a pedestal
we'd never thought to climb,
only to be forgotten
in a short passage of time;

so it goes
with great art
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Gone Too Soon

I didn't know you
as well as I should,
I considered you a friend,
though if I'm honest,
I wasn't much of one;
too often feeling
I didn't have the words
to offer support
when any words
would have done;

now you're gone
to a place
there's no coming back from,
any words I may have found
will remain unspoken,
this world doesn't seem real;

I can still hear your voice -
see you laugh -
if I stop to think
I can't fathom the emptiness
with you gone,
so I keep going;

I feel sadness for those who loved you,
but feel little in myself,
selfishly, I wonder
if I'm broken in my heart,
or have I accepted
the world is unpredictable,

I know there is nothing I could have done,
I know you were too young
to have your body give out,
to be gone;

I'll take your lesson to heart,
caring for those around me and myself,
living every moment
with the understanding
there is no promise of tomorrow

thank you
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