Spiritual/Political/Philosophical Blog on the Nature of Truth and Falsehood and Heaven
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Thursday, May 02, 2002 Poem for a Sunny Day My Heart Attack I've seen death's shape when it comes on the flesh; a fireball rising in the chest, expanding; a momentary terror - is this it? It is it; the mortal insult, perverse climax of a life, curse of breathing time. God is not there. No appearance nor gesture of grace to say, "I love you, child, do not mind the agony." Never mind the void, there's life enough beyond for God, 'though heaven seems a lie, and hell a joke since all that is pain - is anguished despair. Death sneaks like a thief, then steals in a rush. Only, I am Lazarus and revived to have to die a second time. Restored to ordinary skin, heart, and brain. Not dead enough at first to pass away, but alive enough to save to bear worse scars. posted by Mark Butterworth | 12:43 AM | |
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