You tell me
you’re afraid
of the inevitable destination
of this journey,
and I can’t help you.
I’ve never been there,
and I don’t know what to say
to ease your fear.
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Shawn L. Bird 
the undiscovered country.
Ah!
True thought
Bad Star Trek movie.
😉
This is a universal conundrum. I tried to understand it with this:
http://narble.wordpress.com/2014/02/27/i-shall-go-gentle/
Thanks for sharing!
That is beautiful. “I have never been there”. True..How can we really feel it? Death is but a mere passing of me into everything…When I cease to be be me and am embraced by eternity to be part of everything and eternity, to return to the source, the universe…when no longer do I need to worry about myself anymore.
And will you still feel so
when you are nearer the departure?
I am scared..and perhaps will be scared…but sometimes when I think this way I can detach myself from myself and look at myself and ask, “What am I really in the big scheme of things? In this big vast world, I am nothing”..and when I look at myself from the perspective of the world.. I can let go of me…
My dad turned 100 on Oct 25th. I think he was working on making it to that auspicious number, and now that he has, he is a little freaked out, because the odds are REALLY bad for continued existence once you’re into triple digits! Not wanting to die might be how he fended off death for so many years!
Sobering. No one knows how they will truly feel until faced with that moment.
I’m sure.
Your poems are always worth reading. This one is a good one indeed. Man do I ever understand the helpless feeling of wanting to offer support at a time where I am not sure what to say. My cousin’s daughter just passed away to Ovarian cancer so your poem truly hit home.
Sometimes I think the only support is a silent presence, but it doesn’t feel like enough.
Very true!
When the journey comes near, I will prepare my soul’s walking stick.
Well said Shawn. I stood by and watched my first wife die from metastatic breast cancer and could do nothing. Alone into the alone, your words are truth. Thanks for sharing.
How horrible.
Blessings on you.
Thanks Shawn, life goes on and you carry the memories forever. There is hope and light!
great one as always! 🙂 very true thoughts!
Thank you Saadia.
Death is terrifying. Christ is my only weapon against that fear.
Your work is very honest. (‘:
I think that faith makes a definite difference. Having some trust that there is more is a comfort for many.