From each grace

It happens to all of us eventually. Each with its own unique beauty tried to capture some of that here.

Truly remarkable the good in this world,
In plain view and unobstructed,
When age touches face and time passes from us,
Beauty unfurled with grace from among us,
And o how truly sad these realities of existence,
When loved ones depart and all that's left is reminiscence,
Unsatisfying surely for the heart longs for more,
But eventually we all will approach deaths door
So try and remember when it comes time for migration,
To do so with grace and not condemnation.

Reviews

[M. J. Smith]

The last ride across the veil... One day, we all must mount up and pedal into the sunset. Our time is short. Can we afford not to explore that shadowed trail that seems to call our heart? And yet, to ride into those shadows alone tears us apart. The dichotomy of how we face death...

[John the Baptist]

It is good that you put these words into expression. The media, for all of its usefulness, seems to focus on bad news, and though some of it may be important, a steady diet of it wears on the spirit.