We prefer not to think
About our own mortality
But like a silver shadow
It follows us everywhere
Life and mortality
Siamese twins of destiny
Joined at the navel
Our beginning and end
We cannot recall birth
And death is an unknown
We only remember
The time in-between
Were we afraid or terrified
To abandon the womb?
Should we be afraid or terrified
Of deserting life?
Or was the act of birth
This amazingly beautiful
Passage from dark to light
From confinement to freedom?
Death too, therefore, may be
A stunningly wonderful path
Leading to unimaginable
Joy, pleasure, or even ecstasy
My mind is now free to contemplate
The beauty, mystery, and rewards
Of my second passage in life, and
To meet my life’s twin….Eventually
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Author:
Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Two brothers of one of my brother-in-laws, who is also a very good friend, passed away recently within a three-month period. The two deaths started me thinking about my own mortality.
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Amen, to your wonderful attribute towards the unfortunate.
Thanks Kevin! I really don't know what I will encounter when the time comes, but do hope it will be beautiful. Also hope it will be way down the road!
A nice tribute within the poem Fred. Not going too soon, are you? Meanwhile - I'm millions of years old, so I say, in me dafter moments!
Thanks orchidee, love your comment! You make me happy and make me laugh. I do hope you will be stuck with me for many more years!
Yep, if ya can bear my singing for plenty more years! lol
Good write, you are still with us and will stay with us and we will meet as we go towards eternity.
Thank you Goldfinch! Since I do believe that souls meeting in this world, may have met before, I am sure we will meet again, either on the other side, or in our next life-time.
It's a sign that you're living
when the bladder is calling.
Yes you're okay at the moment Fred thankfully - enjoyed the read.
Michael, thank you so much! LOL, yes I am ok and hope to be in that state for a long time to come!
I'm sorry to hear that such a wise writing came from sorrow.
This is an interesting pattern of thought, I'm told by others that we do know our other lives but just like you I've not been shown this so I'll have to wait and find out!
Such a hard subject that you've spoken of so well. It reminded me of something I once read " if animals do not fear death as we do, it's because they're not burdened with the sense of time"
Thank you PD, such an interesting and thought provoking comment!
Just wanted to thank you again after, sharing this with friends I've had great conversations today.
I also now see that is was your 100th post congrats 😉
Look forward to another tone!
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This an oh so beautiful write Fred. My only fear of death of my physical life is that I might have left unfinished goals. But, crossing over will be a gift. ; )
Thank you AP! I understand exactly what you are saying. I do not think that any of us is 'ready' to go when we need to go. There is always unfinished business, since we do not know (thankfully) when it will happen. So don't worry about it.
No, I don't worry 'bout it. Its just that bucket list thing, with certain particular things that I'd really really like to get checked off before I'm gone. But I know also that there are many reasons I'll be happy to crossover too. ; )
"From confinement to freedom", used herein to describe coming into this life from the womb, also describes quite well an out-of-body experience I once had. That felt like I had left the confinement of the body into an indescribably wonderful new freedom. Interesting that the phrase fits both the birth and the death experiences.
Good, thought-provoking poem, Fred!
Thank you Louis! You know the thought about the birth and death similarities occurred to me only while writing the poem. I am very interested in your out-of-body experience and wouldn't mind if you could tell me about it through personal mail! Thanks so much for your comment!
Will do, later today after I've had some coffee.
I too have been thinking about mortality. Not my own but have lost someone recently. It's almost like the opposite of a birth...some are easy, some are hard. You did an excellent job on this poem! You wrote what I have been unable to . Thanks for sharing! Christina
Thank you so much Christina, I think we all go through these times where we do think about our own mortality. Less when we are young, more when we get older. I do plan on hanging around for a lot longer, but am not afraid of going. The only thing I am concerned about is the way I will go. But let's not get too morbid here, life does have its beauty, and we better enjoy it!
Very nice Fred a fine poem , sorry for your losses . This poem serves as both your thoughts on your own mortality and as a tribute to loved ones
Thank you WL, did not think of it as a 'tribute', but think now after your comment that you do have a point. Thanks for reading!
A great write Fred. I believe in return so I think for many lives death is just a decay of our body to come back in a new one. The spirit remains. Beautiful poem. I once dreamed about one of my deaths. Was very real. Was a scary but nice dream.
Thank you for your comment, Malu! It is interesting that so many people look at death as being scary, but nice at the same time. I think that is mainly because of the unknown. It is scary to walk into a dark room not knowing what is in it. But it is exiting at the same time. And I don't believe it will be dark, on the contrary, there will be the most beautiful and peaceful light.
I like your positive view of death.
Great write
Thanks so much Tony, for reading and commenting!
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