A Prayer for the Dying

A prayer for the dying
Is a prayer for us all.

From the woman on the cell in her oversized Benz
To the child on the street picking ever-emptier pockets.

Something's coming.

I don't know what it is
Whether it's good or bad
Or
Whether we'll come out of it

Alive.

We all end up in the same place:

We all end.

So why worry?

Make the most of NOW.

It was gonna end in the Depression.
It was gonna end in the Cold War.
It was gonna end
A thousand times before.

It's time for an Evolution Revolution.
Conscious symbiosis.

Yes, we will all lose this "life"--
This is inevitable.
Heart ceases.
Mind ceases.
Body ceases.
Breath ceases.

Memories never cease.
Though they may change.

But let me ask you this:

Have you ever forgotten who
Ben Franklin
Winston Churchill
Martin Luther King Jr.
Mother Theresa
Ghandi
Princess Di
or
Your favorite teacher
or
Your favorite family member
...was?

They *were.*

We all remember
The figures of history who
Made such a great impact
Upon our ever-growing pulsating number of
Earthly souls.

And those who are remembered only
To our personal history.

They are gone:
Hearts ceased.
Minds ceased.
Bodies ceased.
Breath ceased.

And yet....

Our

Hearts
Minds
Bodies
Breath

Live on.

For NOW.

May we all have

Strength.

Courage.

Determination.

Ability.

To carry the torch
Of the bright memories of life which shape

Us.

Though it lights a path
To certain death,

Yet

Only of

Heart
Mind
Body
Breath.

Amen.