A poem I've read in Ricky Lo's column which got my attention. This is by Tim Nichols and Craig Wiseman.
WE’RE ALL TERMINAL
Some of us are just lucky enough to
know it.
Life is a spiritual journey.
And sometimes all you have to do is
show up and have a little faith that
something completely amazing is
possible any day.
And every now and then,
right when you least expect it,
something amazing does happen.
And you are no more in control
than a feather is of the wind.
All you know is that the force
moving you is so strong
that you just hang in wonder.
There is nothing but the moment
and the sense of dancing with angels.
Another one from the same book:
MAY WE LIVE LIKE WE WERE DYING
With a heart full of memories,
precious and true,
like a Bible that we can open anywhere
and find ourselves and faith.
With friends and family and hugs
and laughter and singing and praying
and crying and holding hands and
saying all the sappy stuff.
Then and only then
may we die like we were living.
