Pondering Death

Last weekend, my friend Mark Abderholden (age 49) died after a 18 month battle with brain cancer.  His funeral is today.  So today, my thoughts turn to death.  I have no words to offer to this imponderable topic, so I turn to the great poets.  Today, I share with you this poem by Emily Bronte, and offer this as my prayer to the Abderholden family as they mourn death of the son, brother, husband and father. 

No coward soul is mine, 
No trembler in the world’s storm-troubled sphere:
I see Heaven’s glories shine,
And Faith shines equal, arming me from Fear.

O God within my breast,
Almighty, ever-present Deity!
Life, that in me has rest,
As I, undying Life, have power in Thee!.

Vain are the thousand creeds
That move men’s hearts: unutterably vain;
Worthless as withered weeds,
Or idlest froth amid the boundless main,

To waken doubt in one
Holding so fast by Thy infinity,
So surely anchored on
The steadfast rock of Immortality.

With wide-embracing love
Thy Spirit animates eternal years,
Pervades and broods above,
Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates, and rears.

Though earth and moon were gone,
And suns and universes ceased to be,
And Thou wert left alone,
Every existence would exist in Thee.

There is not room for Death,
Nor atom that his might could render void:
Thou -Thou art Being and Breath,
And what Thou art may never be destroyed.

 (No Coward Soul is Mine by Emily Bronte)

 

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