When I'm trying to make sense of life and death - (or as I prefer to call it: life beyond life) - sometimes words will present themselves.
This is a poem that arrived today. My painting was inspired by a journey to my beloved St. Bees a few years ago. St. Bees is one of my spiritual homes and, as such, an otherworldly destination, much like that in the poem..... Into The Light (Nothing Is Lost Forever) - A Poem Sometimes he had closed his eyes and said a prayer as if he knew that prayers, like hopes and spirits, rise in streams of conscious déjà vu. His life, at times a silent scream; A butterfly with broken wings, he lived and died within a dream, of bittersweet imaginings. But then he would recall the day, a morning sun brought sweet release. The very life that ebbed away had ushered in a world of peace. A new existence, nothing's lost, he knew this place and felt no pain. He didn't stop to count the cost, But ran into the light again. © Jason Endfield 2018
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