Are We Bodies With a Soul - Or Are We Souls With A Body?

Participating in PHILLYDREAMER's "Poetry Challenge: Faces Of Death" hub, I offer this minor poem . . . with this minor explanation;

As a Christian I have experienced a second birth, a spiritual birth, I am no longer the man I was prior to this conversion - I am a new creature. I very significant aspect of my spiritual birth is the recognition that I am not my own, that I am not merely a particular species trying to survive on this planet as long as I can - I am God's creation and He creates with purpose, He has a plan that apparently (because I'm here in His creation) includes me. So, my view of my life is not one wherein death is an enemy that will win a final victory - the sting of death has been undone; Jesus of Nazareth died and then fully overcame death and lives even now . . . and Jesus gives the prize of His victory, eternal life, to all and any who trust in Him as their only hope.

So, as a Christian, I do not fear death, I do not count death as an end but as a passageway. It isn't the end of this life that is fearful - it is the unavoidable unknown we fear. In death we will all pass from this material life into an eternal spirit life, in one state or another . . . how will that passing transpire, what will that transformation be like, that is the unknown that many fear.

Death ~

Does death bring the end or does death transform,
Will death be dark and cold or all bright and warm;
Are we beings with a body or just flesh and bone?
In the end death holds us hostage to a dreaded unknown.

It's the inevitable step that each of us must take,
Yet throughout life it's a disquiet none can shake;
But what exactly is it that all contemplate in fear,
Is it merely the simple fact that we'll no longer be here?

Are we just our bodies and that's all that we are,
Or is there an 'us' inside that's more perilous to scar?
If we're more than merely our parts, if we are a soul,
Then it's only our frame in the end and not us in that hole.

As loved ones stand sadly staring at the ground,
I will be hearing the most beautiful sound;
The voice of Jesus calming any fear,
And wiping from my eye one final, last tear.

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Deborah Brooks 4 years ago from Brownsville,TX

Mickey this is simply beautiful... I am sharing on the prayer request page on Facebook..


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billybuc 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

Wonderful job my friend; a very difficult subject to do justice to but you handled it beautifully!

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glmclendon 4 years ago

Excellent work. You hit a home run.

Stay Well

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Jennifer Stone 4 years ago from the Riverbank, England

Lovely words and a meaningful poem, great job, well done! :-) Jen

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PHILLYDREAMER 4 years ago from Lodi, New Jersey

I like the positive spin, it's very comforting to think like this.

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MickeySr 4 years ago from Hershey, Pa. Author

Deborah ~ as always, you are again very encouraging . . . thank you.

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bravewarrior 4 years ago from Central Florida

Awesome poem, Mickey! I love your title. Very philosophical and spiritual. And I love your outlook on death. Very true, most of us fear the unknown more than death itself. I'd like to think death will free our spirits, at which time we can breathe our life wherever it's needed.

Voted up, beautiful and awesome! As you you, Mickey! Great job!!

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rajan jolly 4 years ago from From Mumbai, presently in Jalandhar,INDIA.

Mickey, awesome indeed.

Death is an enigma. You have managed to draw a very fine picture of our thoughts about it.

Voted up and awesome.

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mckbirdbks 4 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

Deep and contemplative. Questions and more questions. Proof positive of a useful excursion into thought.

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MickeySr 4 years ago from Hershey, Pa. Author

billybuc ~ thanks so much for the favorable and informative (for me) comment.

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CyberShelley 4 years ago

MickeySr., I was very touched with this poem that is so beautiful on a difficult subject. Tastefully handled so Up, beautiful and interesting.

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kimberlyslyrics 4 years ago

beautifully written and beautifully received

thank you M!


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MartieCoetser 4 years ago from South Africa

Well stressed! Well-written. Thought-provoking.

Faith in whatever we believe, generates the strength we need to live and die.

Voted up and worthy to ponder :)

Beautiful pictures of you and your lovely family in here, Mickey! You look happy :)

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Kerry43 4 years ago

I loved your poem as a closer. I too, have a new view of life and death as a result of my studies. Thank for sharing your thoughts.


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CrisSp 4 years ago from Sky Is The Limit Adventure

Wonderfully expressed thoughts on spirituality. Voted up and across except for funny--will be sharing.

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Vincent Moore 4 years ago

Yes indeed always thought provoking, yet to fear death is to fear life itself. It's all part of the circle of life, we came, we loved, we conquered, we aged, we perished. From dust we came to dust shall we return, however out spirit/soul lives on and will realize the splendours of the unknown.

Be it a loving saviour or the grim reaper only time will tell. I pray that man/woman/child will be judged on their contributions and works they left as a legacy on their judgement day. peace and blessings I send to you my poet. Your work was digested and savoured.

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