Treasure Island

Ben Gieske


Death


What is it with this deceit:
We expecting you to come unawares
While all the time you dwell and hide within?
Why do you promote such belief?

As our Catechism taught us
We were born with original sin
And all the time you haunt us
Under this pseudonym.

Many believe you pursue them
And that there is no escaping
While the truth that escapes them
Is you’ve already made a home of waiting.

You wait with your dies irae/dies illa patience.
We never noticing your presence
In your home of waiting
From our very beginning.

Together we are bonded
Until death do us part.
Like husband and wife
Until death they do not part.

Our view of life is inside out:
Life within and death without.
Time for us to turn inside out:
Death within and life without.

How else can death find us home
If it wanders out and about?
No need to wait for death to rest in peace.
Death is within with peace within our reach.

Is it worth knowing
.................How life will end
When we already know
.................That it has an end?


We are born to die.
Live with death.
Don’t wonder why
Or about the rest.

Death is like a ticking clock
................No longer measuring time
Or like the swing of the pendulum
................Frozen now in time.

When was death ever in time?
Death is immortal
As we are mortal
Measuring our time.

Death is the form of air in a balloon
.................slowly seeping away.
Pop! The form of the air zooms away
.................and death can be just as sudden.

Like a wall that is crumbling
Or a wall dashed by a wrecking ball,
Creeping away from a temple diseased
Or suddenly after a heart fall.

Death, it is not your coming
..................we need to fear.
You are already here.
..................No reason for us to fear.

Life is death apart.
Death is life just a part.
Faith lifts us up
When death does part.

Death dwells in our temples
..................until that day of rising up.
Destroy this temple
..................in three days I will raise it up.

One thing I know
It’s my body and not my soul,
The breath which death coverts last,
That one and final gasp.

Watch and pray (in the temple)
...................keep death company
Follow death leaving (the temple)
...................Be not a soliloquy
(Death can be quite simple.)

Death you are a deceiver
Not just to the when and where.
Dare we know what keeps your stay
To bargain and parley?

Not riches, not poorness,
Not sickness, not loneliness,
Not love, not hate,
Not wickedness or goodness
Delays your stay.

Death is life
And life is death,
The first breath in eternity
Another is waiting for our company.

Faith with good deeds is the key
................to open the door;
No other fees
................to the other shore.

When death departs
We will see our hearts
I hope these words
................of Emily will be ours:
I don’t want to be -
................anyone but me.

When death chooses a time to leave,
Extends to us a helping hand,
There will be no footprints in the sand
And we will know what it all means.

There will be no haste or wait,
................no playing with fate.
Our lifelong companion
................will lead the way.

Death you extend a shadowy hand
Not easy to grasp
With that last gasp,
Which we don’t always comprehend.

Can’t you make an offer we can’t resist
and grasp our wrist and hold us fast?
Then we’ll know it’s time to go
And nothing will tear us away from that future glow.

Submitted: Sunday, April 15, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, February 15, 2011

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  • Min Sia (11/28/2008 4:44:00 AM)

    Very philosophical..showing what is death in the other side of life...

    Well narrated..strong words!

    It's great! (Report) Reply

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