Death

How do you explain,
Why a person has to die?
At whatever age,
In whatever way…

From the day of birth,
The only certainty,
Is our date of departure,
Whatever that’s awaiting in the life after…

We cannot turn the clock on death,
We can only change what we do with the now,
With this moment,
With each breath we take…

I can only change,
That I smiled at a stranger today,
For it may be the only smile he’s seen…

I can only change,
That I gave some homless people food today,
For it may be their only meal for the day…

I can only change,
That I did something nice for my father today,
Coz he may not be here tomorrow…

I can only change,
That I told my sister and brother that I loved them today,
Coz I may not have the chance to say it tomorrow.

I can only change,
That I told my friends how much they mean to me today,
Less that opportunity is taken away tomorrow…

So many things we can do today,
That we may not be able to do tomorrow,
Who can promise you tomorrow anyway?
Only God…

Say it today,
Do it today,
Tomorrow is a day away,
But the next second may be your last,
Or mine…
This very moment is the perfect time.
This very moment is yours…

Treasure it!

The End
Sky Lark Crow
12.36am 17th September 2006

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I went for a funeral prayer today. And about a half hour before I had to go for it I got news that someone elses mother-in-law passed away, and tomorrow there’s a different funeral prayer that I have to attend as well.. It seems like a whole lot of people are being called back by God ever since the 31st August, as though with the death of Rev Dhammanandha, those whom have been ready to go have decided that it’s a good time for them to follow the Rev to be greeted by God and the Angel’s again…

So the people whom have been passing are really wonderful people whom have spent the better parts of their lives doing charity, helping others with whatever means they have, and generally they’ve been people whom have touched the lives of others in both simple and amazing ways… I wonder if I’ll ever be such a person, then I tell myself, I am wasting my time wondering, coz to be such a person, you just have to start DOING AND BEING rather than wondering…

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Death is merely an end to one chapter of the soul and the beginning of another… The soul doesn’t die, it just changes body… And what we really miss, is the soul, not the body. But because that soul resides in a particular body to us all, as we do, and we get attached to that form that the soul has taken, we believe so much of that body that we forget, the soul, a person is so much more than the body where in they reside. The soul is everlasting, the body is transcient. It is the soul that vibrates so greatly and warmly from one person to another, that you can feel that love, emotion, kindness  and everythihg that you feel from and about someone… Because of the soul, not the body alone. The body without a soul — is dead. It is nothing. It is the soul that gives life, that gives meaning to the body, that makes us attached to the body. You don’t want to hug and kiss and spend time with a body that’s been burried 6 months underground… No, you want to spend time with that soul, the soul of the person you love so much, the soul that has come into your life and touched it so deeply that your life is forever changed.

And the soul… It never dies. As long as you keep the memories strong, as long as you let the memories keep you alive and as long as you believe in it, the soul never dies, the soul lives on in you and in everyone whom believes and remembers that soul with fondness. How else can you find strength in the memories and words of someone whom has been long gone from your life? What is it you are drawing from? You are drawing from within, from that part of the person’s soul that you’re keeping forever within you, to sustain you through the years. The soul only grows, it doesn’t deminish, and many can keep the soul and draw from it’s graces… Love never dies, like light is everlasting…

We only cry because we miss the physical presence… Believe though, that that soul is in a better place, the pain of living has passed, and there is only joy for that soul that has left us… Keep their memories alive, whatever advice they’ve given you, whatever lesson’s their lives have thought you, take at least one as a guide through your life, and you’ve made the life of that person worthy of it’s years. That the soul has left a mark in your life and has made a difference in your life… That is how you validate the existance of the person beyond their given years… The tears are to allow you to heal, let them fall if they must, let it wash away your pain with every drop, and let go of everything that will hinder you with the passing of that person… Allow yourself to life and life better and stronger with the memories instead of allowing those memories to keep you from living to your fullest potential.

A celebration of the life of someone loved, whom we’ve lost, is to show that they’ve touched our lives so deeply that we want to share that deep and great difference they’ve made in us. That would make the memory of that person, to others and to ourselves, far more beautiful.

Remember, and live fully, with those memories.

God bless.

Love,
The Thought-full Gal (As in Full Of Thought)