~ Your death Was my initiation Into nothingness ~ The darkness That is more internal Than night ~ That dying Of the psychological self Was a preparation ~ To receive The gift Of divine illumination. ~
There is a beautiful, haunting poem by Emily Dickinson which ends like this: Since then – 'tis Centuries – and yetFeels shorter than the DayI first surmised the Horses' HeadsWere toward Eternity –'Because I Could Not Stop For Death', Emily Dickinson She imagines taking a journey. Death is in the carriage with her, and at … Continue reading Looking Beyond (9) – Towards Eternity
. As if it was A death, The heart Disappearing . Into blank Nothingness . Yet bereavement Held the key . Death was not Forever . The new life Of tomorrow . Was enough Of a resurrection . To understand the meaning Of hope and mystery. .