Poem: Life, Death, And Life Beyond Death

Spring has come
Life blooms anew.
Green rises
Animals mate
Humans frolic
And rejoice.
Yet death haunts my mind
Family loved dearly
Have limited time.
Unknown exactly when
Yet certain the end
Will be far too soon.
A prophetic voice silenced
Legends falling victim
To age and fortune;
Life and death;
Light and dark;
Yin and yang;
Constant flow;
Circle of life.
“What’s the point?”
I cry,
“Why must they fall
Why the pain
Of death and sorrow?”
The Lord answers me,
“Through death comes life.
Life leads to death
Which leads to life anew.
Love and hope and faith
Bring meaning to the pain
Harmony to the chaos.
Trust that this cycle
Is for a greater purpose.
To be revealed in the proper time”
Upon these words
I feel peace.
Yet a part of me
Rebels instinctively
“I still feel bad”
I protest,
“The time still seems too short”
The Lord whispers to me,
“Good.
That is as it should be.
Death should always be mourned
Necessary though it is.
Yet let the prospect of death
Give greater meaning
To the life you have now.”
Amen.