Sunday, December 21, 2008

Final Moment: 2003_Pastel2 by Carol Hershey

12/21/08_Poem by Betina Hershey Russo

We are alone
In a beautiful wash of
The terror of loving others
Even though we know
We will face that final moment
With only our conscience
Able to tell us
"That was a life well lived."
We become god-linked
And leave this world
To the others
While we wade through the pain
Of tearing flesh, or rotting muscle,
The pain of leaving
And finally reach that white light,
Or that black circle, glowing orange, pink, and gold.

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