March 5, 2017
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is death.
Today’s poem is about the mystery of the birth and death of consciousness.
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Where do we go when we go to a place
That simply is no place at all?
When we step out of time to become nothing more
Than a memory few can recall?
How can we be when we no longer are?
Or, earlier, not yet have been?
A bit of eternity sits in our souls
Though we live in the house of the wind.
Consciousness comes like a stranger to call,
Both us and yet something quite more.
Where it may come from and where it may go
Is a wonder behind a locked door.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I chose for it at http://www.poemsforfree.com/whered.html. For more poems about death, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/deathpoems.html .
This week’s theme: Death
February 27: One Night I Saw Aaron
February 28: I Wish That I Could Bring You to the Lord
March 2: Life Is Beautiful, My ChildMarch 5: Where Do We Go