there is no courage in dying
the inevitability of mortality
defeats all mortals
words do not evaporate
nor has a life ever been
ill spent
the ardor of love
transcends the spare
bits of temporal time
we are allotted
revealed truth is
immutable, reified
by the quill you so
aptly wielded
as you traverse
new landscapes
guided back to
the ***** of love
may your heart
be filled with
gratefulness
may your vision
remain keen
the universal mind
fills with questions
asking...
did you help the world
see with new eyes?
did you satiate a
hunger for understanding?
did thunder sound from
your melodious musings?
did your whispers bespeak
enigmatic revelations?
did you knock someone
off their horse with your
eclectic epiphanies?
did you fearlessly
love?
give selflessly?
speak honestly?
did you bind
the broken?
did you cleave
the separated?
did you repair
the breach?
did you shame
the arrogant?
did you burn effigies
of dogmas?
pierce the armor
of rust strewn ideology?
bury the corpse
of dead religions?
did you write
psalms of
affirmation?
did your
lamentations
sing the light
of hope?
did you transcend
the confines of banality?
caress the seduction
of beauty?
did you kiss
a love starved
world?
did you embrace
our common
afflictions?
rest easy my
brother
you did these things
and more
you did not
do these things
and more
your mortality is affirmed
in a sweet symphony of death
your words are
confetti sprinkled
upon the earth
each letter a seed
taking root, sprouting
a bloom of truth
a rich abundance
joyously harvested
in a celebration of
the courage of
your blessed life
Selah
Michael Reardon
left this earth 5/19/12
at the age of 56
Godspeed Beloved
Music Selection:
The Dubliners
Finnegan's Wake
jbm
Oakland
5/24/12
Feb 18, 2013
Feb 18, 2013 at 5:55 PM UTC
there is no courage in dying
the inevitability of mortality
defeats all mortals
words do not evaporate
nor has a life ever been
ill spent
the ardor of love
transcends the spare
bits of temporal time
we are allotted
revealed truth is
immutable, reified
by the quill you so
aptly wielded
as you traverse
new landscapes
guided back to
the ***** of love
may your heart
be filled with
gratefulness
may your vision
remain keen
the universal mind
fills with questions
asking...
did you help the world
see with new eyes?
did you satiate a
hunger for understanding?
did thunder sound from
your melodious musings?
did your whispers bespeak
enigmatic revelations?
did you knock someone
off their horse with your
eclectic epiphanies?
did you fearlessly
love?
give selflessly?
speak honestly?
did you bind
the broken?
did you cleave
the separated?
did you repair
the breach?
did you shame
the arrogant?
did you burn effigies
of dogmas?
pierce the armor
of rust strewn ideology?
bury the corpse
of dead religions?
did you write
psalms of
affirmation?
did your
lamentations
sing the light
of hope?
did you transcend
the confines of banality?
caress the seduction
of beauty?
did you kiss
a love starved
world?
did you embrace
our common
afflictions?
rest easy my
brother
you did these things
and more
you did not
do these things
and more
your mortality is affirmed
in a sweet symphony of death
your words are
confetti sprinkled
upon the earth
each letter a seed
taking root, sprouting
a bloom of truth
a rich abundance
joyously harvested
in a celebration of
the courage of
your blessed life
Selah
Michael Reardon
left this earth 5/19/12
at the age of 56
Godspeed Beloved
Music Selection:
The Dubliners
Finnegan's Wake
jbm
Oakland
5/24/12
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