September and the End of Flight
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September and the End of Flight
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Smoke rises round towers and towards the sky
As I grasp a hot window and learn I shall die.
So many sounds I hear devils inside.
And I bleed from this wound
That is torn in my side.
“Why did I come here today?”
“Please” I most fervently pray.
“My Father now take me away.”
As all seems so dim between earth and sky
And moments of time just refuse to go by
A sweet breeze caresses my brow.
Someone grasps my possessions
And lets them go down.
Watching in wonder as I disappear
I cannot remember the step was so feared.
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So flying is wondrous I turn east with ease
We are over the buildings and far out to sea.
As giant clouds cover these horrors I flee.
We shoot quickly upward to our destiny.
Away from hot fires and deep misery
Away from all knowledge of dark treachery.
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And then we reach Home
Where all those we have loved
Who have gone on before us
Are yearning to hold us
In moments so joyous
We suddenly see Him
In sparkling outline
Shyly standing aside
Our True Lover
And Healer
Our Guide
And Redeemer.
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So all of our moments have come down to this
As we are enveloped in eternal bliss
And turn from our loved ones to see in this light
The merging of all
And the end of our flight.
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8 responses so far
Very poignant, David!
It is so important to remember that some day we will all go home.
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Beautiful poem David, thanks for not forgetting, you would be surprised at the number of people who have !!
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I usually am not into poetry, but this one has a place. “The merging of all and the end of our flight” The part that hits home the most: It is so true that as long as people stand divided they are always in flight from one another. The desire to be wealthier than the other keeps people separated. To merge is the key, but merge towards what is where the solution is.
Todd
A beautiful touching poem. Excellent!
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I am so stunned, awed that I hardly know where to start and it is late 11:30pm and I just finished work and have to be up at 6:30 AND YET….. I am compelled to write here because I cannot stop from doing so. This is a profoundly beautiful poem. One that left me awed and feeling deep peace and love. I felt in my bones the truth of this line:
“The merging of all
And the end of our flight.”
I am really proud of you David. I am glad to see this is alive in you, being expressed so dearly and coming forth more and more.
I read this and felt something more that I will try and put into words. At this late hour they may not make sense. But I will try.
We can experience this right now here on Earth. We do not need die to experience this merging. It is already in YOU that is why you wrote about it so intimately and beautifully. That is why you are finding your most authentic and powerful voice. You are returning home. Where you can feel and experience a oneness with all life. You would not be able to write this if it were not part of your existing truth and even feeling/experience. Once again, my friend, you have tapped into the common denominator or the thread that binds us all, all life, all of existence. And it is truly lovely.
I am mentioning this here as it is something I am experiencing daily of late. We can be here on Earth and go or be “home”. Experience that oneness, great peace, love and connection to all those who love us but have gone before us.
Please forgive if I am not clear here. Suffice to say that I know how you feel and I understand and am moved. Thank you from my heart for sharing such beauty.
like robin and todd, the most striking line(s) for me is:
“The merging of all
And the end of our flight.”
it seems that no matter how “directed” our life is, how purpose driven we are, how clear our aims are in our mind, there will always be moments when sometimes we question ourselves “why am i doing this?”… and the answer can only be truly found when we reach the end, when we are flying home… then we see our life in its entirety, the seemingly unconnected events are actually linked and that we find our true purpose in this long flight home…
by the way, i love the photo (well, i always like your “nature” photos, especially sunrises and sunsets :))….
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Thanks everyone. I really hoped more people would see this today. It needs to be stumbled in order for that to happen.