Inflated thoughts and lost dreams; absorbed in the vacuum;
In the midnight of isolation, sanity dangles by a silken thread;
Am I upside down, or right-side up, or maybe laying side-ways?
No one cares about those dying, those living on borrowed bread;
Boxed in neglect; Dying slow, in the little bits of day’s-fading-days.
Melancholy tarnishes the gold; not discussed in polite company;
This common process called death; we all share in but suffer alone;
For some the thread suddenly snaps! But others may hang-on-long…
In bodies of agony and pain; With active minds; Recounting to atone;
Reliving life; Still dreaming; Still longing; Rosy remembering in a song!
Beating heart’s unsteady gait falters; pounds in an unfamiliar rhythm;
This rough, long ride is coming to an end! Faithful steed, take me home!
Then rest when your beat ceases and this thin thread snaps! Yes, I will fall!
Into God’s Hands that never neglect, the faith kept soul in a forgotten tome!
Everything lost to be restored seven-fold, to those who obey the Savior’s call!
Hope is Jesus when long-hanging by a thin thread; Joy shrouded in melancholy;
Living in thought but not in action; the mind is where dreams and memory meld;
Regret and pain constantly accuse; tormentors who by faith must be overcome!
All must die but those who die in Christ are not alone, joined by Holy Spirit weld!
Rise and live again; fully glorified! Death ends in full Life and Joy! Oh! Jesus Come!
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This is lovely! Thank you.
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Thank you, Kathy. God bless and keep you and yours.
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Reblogged this on Concierge Librarian.
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Thank you for re-blogging. God bless.
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No problem Pam we are all in this thing together
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Very nice Pam a great word of encouragement to think that no matter what happens here. ..Jesus is going to come get us some day
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Yes, He is. No matter the sorrow we face in this life, no matter how securely it wraps itself around us, sorrow will fade, our enjoy will remain and increase into eternal happiness! Some days, I just can’t wait!
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Amen for sure
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But wait we must and He gives us the strength to wait.
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Lovely, Pam. Your faith is so full of hope.
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Thank you. I’m a pretty hopeful gal.:0) I hope your weather has improved.
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Still raining, but the power went on 5 minutes ago. Yay! Showers tomorrow!
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I’m glad you have power. I would go insane with so many cloudy, rainy days. I visited Astoria once and it’s a beautiful place but really squishy! ;0)
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I’m not good in interpreting poems…I take this to be about death and the lonliness that surrounds death but also contrast that with the hope of Christ?
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Exactly, A+! Death is a painful, lonely, sand process but when we belong to Jesus, death is the beginning of life without the shadow of death. It doesn’t get any better than that.:0)
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Ahhhh…Can you tell that Jim and I are cut from the same cloth? I must admit, this one kind-a bummed me out because I’m helping to care for my dad-in-law who is hanging onto that thread.
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When the thread snaps, the melancholy shroud will fall and your Dad will not only, know joy but ultimate bliss.:0) I know you’ll miss him though until, you go to join him.
Jim says that about himself but he always, gets it. I’ve noticed you usually, do too. I’m not very mysterious, Patrick.:0)
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