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| Resurrection Reunion 2, 1945, Sir Stanley Spencer |
we gather scenic park, waiting gate
not knowing what will be our fate
searching for our lost loved ones
bed of flowering autumn mums
caught between two unique realms
feeling emotionally overwhelmed
surrendering pain, life's imperfections
death brief, new life resurrection
posted for Mag192
posted for Mag192
In spite of the last line this seems to me to be a sad poem.
ReplyDeleteFriko, thanks for the visit and for sharing your thoughts.
Deletenice...i like the caught between realms...and finding old loved ones who had perhaps gone on before us...what a homecoming it would be eh? smiles.
ReplyDeleteHi Brian,
DeleteSomeday, perhaps we will meet our ancestors in another space
of time.
This makes me want to gather some mums...lovely...
ReplyDeleteThanks Tess, mums are beautiful..
DeleteI smell the mums and know they slipped between the realms and caught the spirit of their loved ones, again.
ReplyDeleteThank you Karen for visiting..I am sure spirits will meet again.
DeleteDeath brief, between realms (orientation?--grin!) Resurrection Eternal. Yup!
ReplyDeleteGotta remember that!
SWEET, Truedessa.
Peace and Light!
Hi Steve,
DeleteAlways nice when you visit as I enjoy reading your thoughtful
comments.
Peace and Light!
In a place so brand new
ReplyDeleteWith old loved ones in view
A crack in time where one can stay
Come what may
A place brand new
Deletewaiting to break through
to the other side...
I found this very beautiful .... Thanks
ReplyDeleteThank you Kutamun..I appreciate your words...
DeleteThis was beautiful to read .. lovely Mag!
ReplyDeleteKatherine thank you for your lovely comment...
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