God eternal

About death... And how love endures through time.

Silence fills the void...

There is no sound in the abyss. 

It is the song of all dead creatures that ceased to exist. 

Stillness... 

Not the slightest movement. 

No action to generate a reaction. 

Ghosts that haunt only memory. 

Spectres of old days and history. 

Spoke of only in a story in others memory, 

or told by their loved ones and family. 

The dead... How they dance through the echoes of eternity. 

The breath of life is brief as death is forever. 

Life shall always be a lost battle in the end. 

But some shine on, in words, paintings or in music they live on through the ages. 

Through art they live on. 

The work of immortals. 

Forever defying the eternal silence of death. 

May they forever inspire and live on in their work. 

Standing as giants against the emptiness of the abyss. 

Shall they withstand the test of time or forever be forgotten? 

As eternity attempts to erase all things in infinity.

Let us say nay to death and allow love to reign supreme. 

As only love shall, and only love will. 

The work of love shall never die, since love is God eternal. 

As long love endures, memory shall not fade. 

Love shall not be extinct. 

The true God shall never die. 

Author's Note

A few words about death, love and God.
All visits and reviews are appreciated.
Thank you so much.

Reviews

[Marie]

Wow! I love how the poet paints a picture of the stillness born from death. I have noticed it also since childhood, like a certain kind of silence without even a little bird singing, an all enveloping kind of silence and you have excellently captured it in the first stanza, dear A. R... Only the memories remain once a person crosses over to Spirit and friends share those precious memories with the deceased's family members at a funeral.
Yes, some become immortal after death through the works of art they completed as an artist, writer, playwright, lyricist, etc. Others who come along after them may be inspired by their work and that is a precious gift to leave behind. It does not benefit the deceased person and with the passing of time all things fade away to nothingness.
Love is all there is in this life or in the next life. We are born beings of light and love and will return home to Spirit as light and love, the same as God is, a very beautiful energy as that is what our spirit within is made of: Energy wrapped in a blanket of flesh.
Truth be told, we never die. Only the body we have had in our lifetime dies, but our energy lives on and in time returns for another lifetime in another body and that is a continuous circle for many lifetimes. In each lifetime, we will have different life lessons to learn and to teach to others. Yes, dear A. R... God shall never die as he is energy and all that energy can do is change, it cannot die, it is indestructible as is the spirit within us. Through excellent word choice and visual detail you have crafted superbly a very insightful and thought provoking poetic gem. I so enjoyed reading it and will be thinking about different parts of it long after I have read it. Thank you for sharing, dear A. R... Wishing you a very nice evening to enjoy...

[The_Ancient_Rock]

Thank you so much Marie.
It is a far better review than I could hope.
I am so glad you enjoyed this piece.
I tried to give it a bit of hope in the end.
I don't know if I believe in past and in the next life, but I hope you are right.
Yes, we are all made of energy. That is true.
Thank you once again for your visit.
Your words are deeply appreciated.
Take good care friend.
Bright blessings.

[Marie]

Most welcome always, dear A. R...
You crafted a very fine write, you can be proud of it! Thank you for your beautiful bright Blessings. I return them 100 fold with gratitude to you. Take care, keep safe and well, dear friend...

[The_Ancient_Rock]

Thank you, and you are most welcome.
Take good care friend.
😃

[Marie]

Thank you, dear friend. You too! 😊

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

a very real meditation on death. this is a topic i think of often, but your words still mesmerise me. 'The dead... How they dance through the echoes of eternity,' is such a great line. i am a man of faith, but i have never felt comfrtable with the word God. to me, human language cannot quite capture that ineffable, that infinite, and awesome power that exists in the universe. but what is for certain is that love is the most powerful thing acting upon our lives. indeed, 'love is God eternal.'

[The_Ancient_Rock]

Thank you so much for your visit and your review, Ern.
You captured the essence of the poem very well.
Yes, death, God, love. I enjoy writing on all these subjects. I am so glad you enjoyed this poem.
Take good care. Bright blessings friend.

[Fia Naturie]

Love is everlasting and every generation will receive some semblance of love in their life to feel the power of it. Lovely write.

[The_Ancient_Rock]

Thank you Fia.
Yes, I agree.
Thank you so much for your visit and your review.
Your words are very appreciated.
Take good care friend.
Blessings. 😃