Poetry Challenge / Day 23: prompt regret

>> 4.24.2009

When Death Arrives

When death arrives to lead me from
this earth, and clasps his hand in mine,
I hope that I’ll hear angel’s wings
and journey to the great divine.

I don’t want to worry about
what I might have done,
or all those someday things
for which someday never comes.

An existence so filled with regrets,
because I’d spent my time in fear,
that I did not accomplish what
I actually hold quite dear.

As such, I try to embrace love,
to give, as well as to receive,
commit to everything I do
and never to deceive.

Immerse myself in happy thoughts,
fill my life with friends,
so that I will welcome death
when my time is at an end.


About This Blog

The name for this blog was inspired by a quote by Nietzsche, below.

"Dancing in all its forms cannot be excluded from the curriculum of all noble education; dancing with the feet, with ideas, with words, and, need I add that one must also be able to dance with the pen?" ~ Friedrich Nietzsche

I plan on this being the start of an incredible journey of discovery and creativity. I invite you to bring your pen, and come dance with me!


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