Tag Archives: Death
We learn one lesson from the seed that diamonds have never taught us. For seeds, unlike diamonds, are for spending, for throwing away, almost. For unless the seed falls into the ground, lying buried in the darkness of the earth … Continue reading
I do like quietness and beauty but this cemetery with Highway One and Lower Road whizzing past is not very quiet. I’d rather be sprinkled under a fruit tree on our own land then try to rest here. Hopefully what … Continue reading
Kate and Anna have gone to the big chicken coop in the sky after being taken out for dinner by a bobcat. Sorry to see them go. They were good layers and debugged the whole orchard.
Two little goldfish swimming in the sun, along came two raccoons and then there were none.
You stood tall, strong and solid as I passed you every morning on the way to my studio. Fungus grew around your base but I never thought you’d die. And now there is a gap where you belonged for many, … Continue reading
Have we learned anything at all about hatred, racism, anger. Did all those innocent people die in vain or can we say the world is a better, safer place since then. I wonder. ©2018 Sharron R. McMillan
Only a shell remains you see A shell that never was truly me, And now I’ve left it, now I am free Imagine – imagine, what I shall be! ©Sharron R. McMillan
We still have flies, mosquitoes and ants, invasive species of unwanted plants, though chemicals fail to eradicate we’re closer to your predicted fate. Fifty years after you wrote of your fear DDT’s gone but Monsanto’s still here. Now we have … Continue reading
Depression, despair, hopelessness everywhere, but I experience life in the deep, secret soul of youth where death is for those much older than I. ©Sharron R. McMillan
Big trees stand and big trees fall. Live things die. That is all. Soon we’ll know when it is time. We are no longer in our prime. Until then, get up and smile, be thankful for the sun. Get busy, … Continue reading
Borrowed manger Borrowed tomb part of the plan an upper room. Born to die like you and I, enduring shame and untold pain He lived, He died But rose again. Between these stories living proof nothing can destroy the Truth. … Continue reading
I did not know what love was Until I was without it, I did not know how good it was to give Until I had no one to give to I did not know how precious life was Until I … Continue reading
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside of us while we live. ~Norman Cousins
Nothing is more sad than the death of an illusion. ~Arthur Koestler
Suffering is not reduced by refusing to face it or by wallowing in it but only by accepting it, surrendering to it, and letting the natural healing processes take root and unfold. ~ Clark E. Moustakas