In the beginning
Was the page
Bereft of words,
Bereft of words
Until the first word
Was written.
That word
Had no meaning,
But it was joined,
Joined by others
Until it became
A phrase.
That phrase
Which gave an idea,
That idea
Became a sentence,
Which seemed
To make sense.
Other sentences
Were constructed
Until a paragraph
Was formed,
Those paragraphs
Became a chapter,
A chapter in a book,
Or a chapter
In our lives.
Each word,
Each phrase,
Each sentence,
Each paragraph,
Each chapter,
Became that book,
That book grew old,
Until that book,
That book of life,
Came towards its end,
And could be read,
Read back to all
To show life,
Life in all its glories,
And in all its vagaries.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A book of life. Picture taken at West Midlands Safari Park (UK).
- Category: Reflection
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Sadly I'm starting the last chapter - just hoping it's a long one - nice write Andy.
I too am on the last chapter but they will have to take me fighting and screaming away from it!
Thanks Michael.
A fine write with spiritual meaning too. I've a poem 'The Book of Life' maybe to post soon.
'In the beginning was the Word, etc....'
'In the beginning was sherry and pork pies?'
Being controversial "In the beginning was the big bang".
This is quite profound to me, especially today as i’m a bit low in mood. A beautiful write. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you Drewp. I do hope that your mood lightens soon.
"W e are living Epistles ~ known & read of all men !" I'm only one third through my book (Deo Volentes) but when I read it back I sometimes wonder what message I'm sending out "I try to be good ~ 'cos I know that I should ~ that's my prayer at the end of each PAGE !" An excellent poem ANDY in both Form and Function and a challenge to those of my generation just entering Phase 2 (35 to 65) of their lives. Thanks for sharing & caring ~ Yours BRIAN
Thank you Brian, it is great that yo youngsters can understand some of what we old codgers are on about.
Oohh Goldie and I are still Phase 1, even though we're millions of years old already! Well, since 1066 anyway. lol.
We all hope our book of life will have meaning to those who read it young and old. Great write Goldie.
Thank you AP, I certainly hope so.
That pic reminds me of a Battle of Maiwand Lion we have in some town gardens. It weighs 16 tons! Look up Maiwand Lion or Forbury Lion to see it. 'For-bury' I assume, as Reading Abbey and monks were nearby, until the Abbey dissolved. End of history spiel.
Of course, we were both there in 1880. A bit after 1066, I know!
I can see this poem describing either 'A life', or ongoing 'All life'. Either way, it is a classic, Goldie! Beautifully done, Sir.
Thank you Louis, much appreciated.
Great write
Thank you Tony.
Welcome
A wonderful write! I'm far from the end chapter of my book! Lets hope! Thanks for sharing
Christina, your life has hardly started, live it to the full.
The book of life, what a wonderful way of looking at our lives. This poem is very special, Goldfinch! There are a few pages I would rather not re-visit, but overall I guess that book might be interesting for the next generation.
Thank you Fred. We all have pages that we would not re-visit but as you know that is life. I would like to believe that the next generation could read the experiences in our book and build on them in a peaceful way.
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