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My Friend The End
by Tony Whitakerfear not death
this friend
the end
the line
grows
shorter
your turn
to
step
into the
human stream
to become
again
listen
closely
the door opens
infinity
existence
renewed
T
H
END
01/01/2007 Author's Note: People who fear death have way too much time on their hands. If you are going to tke the time to dwell on it. Think about where it will take you in the universal mine!
Posted on 01/01/2007
Copyright © 2026 Tony Whitaker
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 01/01/07 at 06:48 PM I die a little more every day... Isn't that how the song goes? The older I get, the more I appreciate the death of one season ushers in the birth of the new season repeating newness on a well worn path. It's just a fork in the road, not a dead end. |
| Posted by Alisa Js on 01/02/07 at 06:05 PM Is it not written... to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord?...there is no fear in perfect love...nicely done, Tony...;-) |
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