“That which we die for lives
as wholly as that which we live for dies.”
― e.e. cummings
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He lived for 93 three
years
my old friend
when but a spritely 90 he
asked his doctor how he was doing
compared to other men his
age
“they are in the ground”
his doctor said
“well I will not be in the
ground” he replied
“I will be soaring in the
skies”
life and death
we are so often confused
thinking that the life for
which we fight
is life indeed
when instead it is a sort
of death
and we think that death
that dark specter
is something to fear
when instead it is a sort
of freedom
it is a funny thing
that the more the we cling
to things
the more they cling to us
and weigh us down
and so we plod, we plod
unable to soar
our self turns in on our
self
and we are trapped
living for self we die
but when we let go
better yet, when we not
only let go
but offer that to which we
have clung, to others
we are able to travel
light
and love given become love
returned
hope given becomes hope
returned
dying to self we live
This is God’s economy
Where giving we gain
Where losing we win
Where dying we gain
God must be at least a
little bit weird
And yet in a strange way
we know
this way is true
when hands full
we find that what we grasp
decays
when hands empty
we can reach for the stars
and “catch the joy as it
flies” (Blake)
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