Bonding with Eternity
Yes, we all die, but the love we have shared - in all its shapes and forms - lives on in a posthumous consciousness that will sustain us its spirit always; religion does not have a monopoly on spirituality, that privilege falls to love. The love of my life, my dear mother and others with whom I bonded closely... all remain with me, influencing my life for the better.
When my turn comes to accompany the Grim Reaper, I can but hope to haunt others, in the kindest way, so that part of us both will live on in that posthumous consciousness with which most of us feel the need to touch base from time to time, especially when the going gets tough. Religion does not have a monopoly on spirituality; the human spirit has a mind of its own.
BONDING WITH ETERNITY
It was love that opened up my heart
to all life means to me…
nor shall death our bonding part
Sands of time, soulmates at the start,
(homing in on destiny?
it was love that opened up my heart
May the world no finer truths impart
than in its natural beauty,
nor shall death our bonding part
Like summer skies, stars, even clouds
charting a fragile humanity,
it was love that opened up my heart
Be its taste on the tongue sweet or tart,
togetherness is a rare delicacy,
nor shall death our bonding part
Sworn to survive any such poison dart
as a festering inhumanity,
it was love that opened up my heart,
nor shall death our bonding part
Copyright R. N. Taber 2007, 2019
[Note: An earlier version of this poem appears under the same title in Accomplices to Illusion by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2007; this poem also appears on my gay-interest blog today.]
Labels: culture, death human nature, global consciousness, human spirit, identity, life forces, love, mind-body-spirit, personal space, poetry, positive thinking, posthumous consciousness, religion, society, time
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