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Life and Death...the Conundrum

Updated on April 11, 2013
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Life and Death...the Conundrum

By Tony DeLorger © 2013

Have you ever watched a life slip away,

a loved one fall from this earthly life,

a gentle, serene, fading into the unknown,

the eternal rest.

It is the harsh reality of loss that confronts us most,

the pain seemingly irrevocable,

an unimaginable plight of truly being alone,

a wound unlikely to ever heal.

Yet death is part of life, a cycle of renewal and balance,

ever taunting our rational minds with in-conclusion,

and robbing us of time with those whom we love,

yet we resist, deny and refute its very existence.

In youth death is an unconsidered concept,

something that happens in a far off future,

but we are vulnerable creatures prone to a dangerous world,

and life always teeters on the edge of a blade.

With age we must consider death in real terms,

we must realise that life has end and each day is a blessing,

a step ahead of our fate and the inevitable outcome of birth,

and in that we can only appreciate each and every moment.

In a strange way there is a certain beauty, even sanctity to passing,

regardless of circumstance that moment has unrivalled simplicity and peacefulness,

and irrespective of belief, there is a point of acceptance that seems right and just,

and in that I have faith and thankfulness for this opportunity of life.


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      Tony DeLorger 4 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Thanks again Colin; you are always so kind with you praise. I always appreciate your support. Enjoy your night.

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      epigramman 4 years ago

      ..and what a conumdrum it is Sir Tony and actually two things we have no control over - coming into this world and leaving it (unless suicide plays a hand in it)

      Thank you once again for making me think and feel because your words always have an emotional pitch but you appproach each line with a cerebral edge which makes it an even more profoundly rich reading experience - 11:38pm home again after my car troubles, well I am wide awake, lol, so I may as well have a couple of beers and listen to some music and no it won't be Chopin's Funeral March ..... well at least not until tomorrow