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Life

Contributed by ravan on Wednesday, 7th May 2003 @ 02:25:00 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems





Life
________________________________

An improbable combination of chemicals
Whirling in an organic ocean of ooze
Lock together in a form that repeats
And so beginning of that we call 'life'.

It grew through the endless ages
Changing in some millions of ways
Until the grand end product is
The two of us, here in this time.

Or perhaps, a wondrous creature somewhere
Transformed the nothing into something
Leaving his or her fingerprint behind
Blessed with the divine spark called Life.

Whatever the start the present is here
Grown from chemical vats or miraculous touch
The result still is the two of us here today
Hidden within the teeming masses yet unique.

Yes, this thing called life is too short for most
Yet in it's brevity still far too long for others
Leaving all in the end the same as before the beginning
Having no regard for any of our virtues or villainies.

The beginning is as unclear as the end is certain
Darkness on either side of a brief, bright, precious now
Filled with dreams of someday and memories of yesterday
Which are much the same differing only in tense.

In the end as the second darkness grows large ahead
Only the faint electric sizzle of memory remains
Dreams having passed ahead into the unknowable
We dwell in brief contemplation holding them dear.

Will the memories of our differences and distances
Warm us as the cold darkness of the final ending looms
Or seem so important against the backdrop of eternity
That we held more dear convention than life's deepest call?

Will we face the fading of our existence wishing in impotence
We had reached out to take a hand we did not choose to take
Or crossed the bridges we chose to burn before rather than behind
Or will we be at peace having no vain regrets for deeds undone?

In the growing dimness what will our last thoughts be?

Frank Van Hoose
May 6, 2003











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Re: Life (User Rating: 1 )
by LOWMAN613 on Wednesday, 7th May 2003 @ 01:50:16 PM AEST
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Frank I liked this! Well said & done on this peice! Christina




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