Photo The old Miner. by B.K. von Bernhard

Inside our minds we've built a door (many of us);

around it, we made a special frame...; there,

we hid old age...(hoping it never surfaces again):

not even a ghost could have enter it (be found);

here, one only can hear old riddles and sounds-

while playing out (the end part) of life's game.

Every moment now, is reality... (now at) the

present end: yes, we've really entered old age;

thus, the old miner looks back and accepts it,

says: "I hoped for the best, yet somehow,

somehow, some dreams got scattered into the winds

(got away, along the way)."

And now old age-invades him, it reaches out to touch

his hands (he doesn't bend, but nonetheless, it touches

him): '...not much time left...' he mumbles, waiting.

It's all part of a show, you see, perhaps-

not a perfect one, for us (but the only one around)-;

and to it all, life has a theme, to teach: nothing lasts

forever, nothing at all, it all ends, so don't build the

frame too tight-around the door, lest you die

unrepentant, thinking you have a little more time

left; life my not be so kind. Learn "To let go...let go,

to simply let go, and be ready to move on! Make

peace with God!"

Now the old Miner is exiled from earth-vanished

in the night! ((Just like that.)(Deceased.)) It happens

that way you know, sudden, without notice.

New voices are heard; the toys he once had on earth

are gone: thus, the exile has begun. We have removed

time from the equation...all is new-the past, we

so delicately cultivated has changed, death we now

have known, and it moves on, and we with it!

We are a billion miles away from what we grew to

know-; the old miner has learned quick: he must follow

the voices, there is a new agreement, for the sake of

harmony, in the universe, so he is told...; hence,

he now realizes, man was never

alone!...

Enjoy !
Barry

published:

Sun 16 Nov 2008 19:28

equipment:

digital camera Canon EOS 20D

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