29 Oct Soul at Rest
Posted at 16:03h in Blog, Lifestyle, Poetry 2 Comments
Skeleton with a drawn out bow,
Aims down his sight,
A thought that’s often stored away
Till Grim has taken our last day.
A question stored in stars and sky,
What’s our purpose,
It takes a lifetime to uncover
Though only one day to discover.
We all dance to the song of fate,
Don’t get so down,
Just grab a date;
Cause this could be the final song
So live with fire, prove me wrong.
Our time on earth’s no guarantee,
Don’t take it lightly,
Here’s the key;
Live every day with a full heart,
Your legacy, a lasting art.
’Cause any day could be the last,
So let it go,
forget the past;
So when Grim’s arrow hits our chest,
We’ll sleep easy,
Soul at rest.
fictionspawn AakPosted at 03:48h, 30 October
Awesome poem. And good advice, too 🙂
Vincent Van PattenPosted at 06:40h, 30 October
Thank you! I really appreciate that. I was inspired by the idea of Momento Mori, the philosophical concept of being aware and ready for death. It makes every day a blessing, which it should be. Thanks for the comment, all the best!