Beginning on Monday, the remainder of the Memorial Day series will be devoted to patriotism, heroism and military honors. Today’s post however is dedicated to all of those who have gone on to their “Final Reward” without regard as to the how and why of their demise. It is for all who have gone and ALL who will go, a positive assurance of a better life hereafter.
I know there is a double negative in the first stanza, it is intentional. Please do not call the “Grammar Police.” I have a poetic, “license to carry.”
I am wishing you all a Sunday of solace,
THAT FARTHEST SHORE
My body is but a vessel,
for the being that I am.
So, I won’t bear no worldly troubles,
into the Promise Land.
I will take no earthly tortures,
no wounds, nor human pains,
and the hurt this body feels,
shall rest, with my remains.
Then I will go, and dwell in peace,
upon that farthest shore.
And in comfort and tranquility,
I shall live forever more.
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