Chant du cygne

"Mors ultima linea rerum est - Death is the last boundary-string of things" - Horace

I am not afraid of death.

I am afraid of not living.

Not being.

Not existing.

Nothing.

 

The dissolution of my soul,

Into the inky abyss.

 

Forevermore,

I long to wander.

Planted on terra firma.

Relishing delights,

Of a life well lived.

And living.

Still living.

Breathing.

 

The blessing of perpetual life,

Hope springs eternal.

 

I am not afraid of death.

I am afraid of not living.

Not continuing.

Not respiring.

Ceasing.

  

Shuffling off this mortal coil,

Into the gentle night.

My final exit.

Chant du cygne.

Author's Note

Feel free - "Chant du cygne" - swansong

Reviews

[LadyKarissa]

Thanks for explaining what "Chant du cygne" means. It is French I know.
Lucie

[Forest Green]

'Perpetual life'...nice coin of phrase...well placed and certainly speaks of a blessing.

Perhaps there are few things more sad than life without a rhyming purpose. Very thought-provoking poem.

Nice work...!

[Lily Mae]

I get a huge wave of standing in the "as is" energy in life. One moment at a time and the best moment we can make it..xx

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Standing not afraid of a single thing..........awesome!

[Chris Taylor]

Kat,
This is a wonderful piece about the warnings of not living life to it's fullest. Great job.

[Larry Dyson]

Kat.. dont ascribe to the phlosophy..per se but well stated and written..

[Chris]

Hi Kat,

Its a real and yet common theme many profess - though I sometimes wonder how faithfully they do it.

Chris

[Poetic Beauty]

I am not afraid of death I am afraid of not living. Those are strong words. Life is short so we should live each moment that we can fully.