The still of life

[clintswan]

I wonder what happens at the end? Is there a release? Slow or abrupt?

The ever still of nothing or beaming lights of love?

The dance of life is so precious.

The song comes to an end.

Fading notes and leaving the dance floor.

So final.

I think to myself. Do the people in my life know what they mean to me?

Have I made myself open to them? Have I shared?

What does the lump in your throat mean as you fully understand the meaning of the memory?

So short by any means.

I fathom the magnitude of every act and word.

I wonder...

Comments

[loganbeary.livejournal.com]

me too

[lfkbear.livejournal.com]

If you doubt for a second if the people in your life know how much you love them, call them. Say, "This call is to remind you that I adore you." Even if they already know how you feel (and I'm sure they do), they will be moved and made better by the gesture.

We all need to pause and do that... randomly and with no wish for payback.

HUGS

[octobear.livejournal.com]

I couldn't agree more...I try to end every phonecall to my family (biological and chosen) with "I love you" for that very reason. Well said.

[mountdfw.livejournal.com]

You watched the Goodbye Mark Green ER episode, didn't you?

[five0xpres.livejournal.com]

That episode had me tearing up halfway through.

I still can't get over that he's gone, *poof*, just like that.

Re:

[mountdfw.livejournal.com]

I'm a heartless bastard.. I didn't even get misty-eyed until the balloon scene.

[andrew-jp-reyes.livejournal.com]

When I died it was the most peaceful, blissful experiance of my life before and since. Nothing has ever compared to that and the overwhelming love and acceptance I felt from... something. God, higher power, universal subconcious? I don't know, but there was something there. When they resucitated me I was suicidal for months with no will to live.

Even to ths day I sometimes regret surviving that surgery and being forced back here, but knowing that I will return to that one day when it's time keeps me going.

You've dragged music to me

[kubster.livejournal.com]

That post immediately brought the song "World Falls" into my mind. Maybe you'll see how I thought of that.

i'm coming home with a stone
strapped onto my back
i'm coming home with a burning hope
turning all my blues to black
i'm looking for a sacred hand
to carve into my stone
a ghost of comfort
angels breath
to keep this life inside my chest

this world falls on me
hopes of immortality
everywhere i turn
all the beauty just keeps shaking me

now i woke up in the middle of a dream
scared the world was too much for me
sejarez said, "don't let go
just plant the seeds and watch them grow"
i've slept in rainy canyon lands
cold drenched to my skin
i always wake to find a face
to calm these troubled lands

ah this world falls on me
with dreams of immortality
everywhere i turn
all the beauty just keeps shaking me

now i'm running
to the end of the earth
and i'm swimming
to the edge of the sea
and i'm laughing
i'm under a starry sky
this world was meant for me
don't bury me
carry me

i wish i was a nomad
an indian or a saint
the edge of death would disappear
leave me nothing left to taint
i wish i was a nomad
an indian or a saint
give me walking shoes
feathered arms
and a key to heaven's gate