Why do we always say it's a tragedy when someone dies,
when we won't say it's majesty when they're alive?
We won't acknowledge their greatness in the present.
We only see them as a gift when they're not present.
Why do we always say it's a loss when the price is paid,
when we don't see the cost until they're in the grave?
Their body may be gone, but their legacy remains;
with every memory we hold dear in our hearts and brains.
So, what can I say with these thoughts as they echo,
I can never let go, I need to know you through the best shows.
So, Lord be with us as we function through the struggle,
A fight through the rubble. A light through the tunnel.
We need to keep moving when obstacles cause setbacks,
We can't just sit back waiting until the wrecks lack.
We prefer to wear blinders so that we don't see the remanence.
We are only able to remain whole when we assume we hold eminence.
We know the past creates the present, the present forms the future.
The future reminds us of our past as time ticks through a true stir.
We course through life's courses, We scorch through life's scorches,
Not counting how many times we've been burnt by life's torches.
We're all looking for that majesty at the end of our kingdom reign,
not realizing the void of absence causes our loved one pain.
I guess we don't understand the impact of our breath,
So, how can we understand the impact of our death?
We breathe each breath without understanding the absence.
We think each thought without understanding our mad sense.
Our days are limited and counting down by the second,
Our age increases with all of the time that we've neglected.
Yet, we live these moments, knowing that death brings life.
Life leads to death and the in between is lead by our sight.
Our vision for our days is the impact that we leave behind.
When we look back into your life, what will we be likely to find?
Death is not a tragedy. It's a beautiful reminder of our limits.
It's the love that we felt, shown in memory snippets.
Death reminds us to live and to always try with our best efforts.
We are shown the authority of God and reminded to rely on His expert.
So, let's celebrate the life of the deceased and count our blessings.
We go to know them, see them, love them as they lived
Anthony K. Giesick
I grew up loving stories and quickly found myself loving writing poetry, stories, songs! Here is a sample of what Beautiful Feet Writings is all about!.