A Good Death
by Ronald A Pavellas
When all the patterns close around me,
As my spirals play out all their energies,
When the sun no longer burns inside me,
And the waters cease coursing through me,
Will we cry good tears and say goodbye without regret?
Will it be a good death?
I pray it will be a good death
For the sake of my soul,
The souls of my children, of their children,
And of others who love me.
I pray my life will warrant a good death.
Will those with whom I am love-connected say
"It was a good death: There was honor and completeness"?
Will they peacefully help my soul to reunite
With the Great Everything?
To die a good death I must live a good life.
Be brave, be true, my soul;
Help me toward that good death.
Posted on 01/03/2002
Copyright © 2019 Ronald A Pavellas
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Glenn Currier on 12/20/02 at 04:25 AM|
Ronald, I related to the title.... feeling particularly old and worn down lately. But I like the way you connected with the children... it makes life and death seem like a continuum. The love in the prayer for the good death is endearing and an addition to this season of Light.