No Death

You stood at the doorway and said:

“The only reason I can bear it is

I know there is no death.”

I looked up from my tears and saw

how radiant you looked, that perfect smile

that had given me the reason for living

when none had been there before,

just an endless parade of ghostly forms

fading in and out, a jumbled chaos of sounds

like a broadcast from an untuned radio frequency,

and then your song came wafting through,

so rich and warm, so clear and lovely,

I sat back, breathless, and it was then

I knew I could bear it, because

I knew there was no death.


About Bob OHearn

My name is Bob O'Hearn, and I live with my Beloved Mate, Mazie, in the foothills of the Northern California Sierra Nevada Mountains. I have several other sites you may enjoy: Photo Gallery: Essays on the Conscious Process: Poetry and Prosetry: Writings from selected Western Mystics, Classic and Modern: Wisdom of a Spirit Guide: Thank You!
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