Tuesday, 23 May 2017

Too many Times



Too many times have I posted these poems, too many times we all cry together, too many times we sink with grief, too many times Evil raises its head.

But Our Love for each other always brings another dawn


Let There Be Light ©

 By Michael Casey

Let my tears be my words
Let the candle light be my eyes
Let the flowers in bloom be my lips
Let their scent be my blood
Let the wind be my breath
Let clouds be my mood
Let children’s laughter be my hope
Let widows’ sighs be my conscience
Let a stranger’s prayers be my delight
Let the bees be my wisdom
Let the trees be my strength
Let my patience reach to the stars
Let me be always remembered in your prayers
            
                The Dead and The Living (c)

                           by
           
                     Michael  Casey


     I first saw a deceased when I was nine years old, my father said not
  
     to worry as the dead are the same as the living, only the  laughter
  
     has left them, the sparkle has gone from their eyes, the worry has
  
     been lifted from their shoulders, and their voice has vanished  to
  
     eternity.

     In paradise the sparkle will return for it is the  twinkle  of  the
  
     stars, the laughter will return too for it is the morning breeze and
  
     the turning tides are their sides shaking with laughter.
     
     I treat the deceased with the same courtesy as I give to the living,
  
     though I find the deceased are always more polite. My father also
  
     had a few words to say about the living.

     He said that the living are only the caretakers of the soul ,  yet
  
     they think their existence is everything, that they know everything
  
     because they experience many things with their senses.

     What the living don't acknowledge is that their time is short  and
  
     when I lay their bodies to rest then their souls  continue  without
  
     them, without their strong, without their weak, without  their
  
     beautiful or even ugly temporary form, to where I cannot say, only
  
     that it is a better place.
  
     Percy the undertaker placed the lid on the coffin, the soul was free


                          THE  BEGINNING


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