As I travel in twilight
My mind is filled
With memories of days long past;
Friends, co-workers, forgotten;
People loved
And joyful holidays.
Now I am visited
By different friends;
These fill me with pain
And disease;
Taking youth and vigor.
You know, the wise claim
Pain is part of us;
Reminding
Where we came from
And where we will be
Upon the morrow.
I try not to dwell on these things.
Leaving them for more peaceful
Songs of the heart;
Slowly leading me on
To another home.
Today like a fragile butterfly
I feel the cold wind shatter my wings,
And shiver
In the fading twilight.
-SB
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i have a friend who always says that sometimes we have to “die before (we) die”.
Certainly these days when there is so much hate and violence in the world, it is painful to observe, regardless of other, more personal, types of pain.
j/L “Granny” Matrika / Rolling Buffalo Woman
Cowart, Daina
TO:
Dr. Stewart Bitkoff
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Friday, September 21, 2012 11:43 AM
You remembered, thank you! This really reveals a lot of pain that has attached itself to you.
The happiness of your life depends upon the quality of your thoughts; therefore guard accordingly.
Marcus Aurelius
But of course I’m sure you know this already. You are very brave to share such thoughts.
Be Blessed,
Alaysia