Death
A poem by Margaret Hoss
My bones and
flesh are buried
deep
underneath the soil.
The robins
fly high above,
free of care
and toil.
The dew and
morning mist
still lie
glistening in the dawning day.
And where am
I today?
Not here, I
can say.
Up above and
beyond,
a spirit
soaring free;
free from
lowly grave.
Life was fun
and fascinating,
but no more
do I crave.
Because I
now will see the world
as a lesson
I have learned.
I have gone
on farther,
no longer
within a body encumbered.
So do not
grieve.
I do not
sleep or slumber.
My life has
been an adventure in so many ways.
True to
myself I’ve tried to be.
It has been
a truth
that has
truly set me free.
I wish to
say
to all my
loved ones I leave behind,
Step up to
life!
Embrace it
to your bosom.
Do not hang
your head and whine.
Live life
fully and joyfully
Drink deeply
of its pleasures.
Enjoy the
pure simple treasures.
God has made
us divine.
He has given
us a passage to travel through time.
We always
were – before birth,
and live
beyond the bones and flesh.
I am going
on in great anticipation.
I have
passed the test.
Margaret Hoss, 2002
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