Reality of my Death
The glory of life is magnified by it’s inevitable end.
My candle burns here but for a moment,
Giving emphasis on each and every second.
Not a single tick is ever insignificant;
Every tock is to be celebrated with joy.
The power infusing this life is the knowledge
Of the ever present reality of my death.
Never wishing away the time, no matter what.
I may deem it “good times” or “bad times”,
But in the big picture, it is my passion play.
Fully filling the roll of myself, yet not acting;
Becoming more real with my impending end.
Passing yet another portal of my life, I become
Even more aware of the reality of my death.
I know times where I have attempted to ignore.
I pushed in the gym creating the illusion of invincibility;
A more solid fortress for my breath of life.
Not ever wanting this joy ride to end;
Yet, not fully being alive without honoring death.
Never wishing away the time allotted for my life;
Every moment knowing the reality of my death.
Embracing the end of this earthly life with wisdom,
Now my gym efforts are only to knock off life’s rust.
I have traveled long, my destination is nearer now.
These golden years will be certainly cherished by me;
Rich in presence, focused now on joy and love.
Life is given it’s very meaning by it’s precious limits;
I will show up with joy at the reality of my death.
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2013