Poetry – Savouring the Warmth

Savouring the Warmth

Savouring the last warmth of a life

As the embers slowly set;

When finally it all makes sense

And the jigsaw is complete.

And residing in the ochre

Glow of that sunset

Are the cinders of a life

Well spent

Giving warmth and light

To satisfy the heart.

There within that afterglow

Of all that has been achieved

Lies the essence of a life.

Yet it is never enough –

If we could just go back

To polish the edge.

Opher 23.3.2017

There will come a time when life comes to an end. In the lasts minutes of that life will there be an understanding of what that life was all about? Would it all make sense?

I would like to think that I will look back over my life with satisfaction without dwelling on the bits that went wrong.

Merging into the infinity of oblivion, after this brief sojourn in this spectacular universe, will be tinged with great sadness. It will be hard to leave all this wonder behind. Will I ever reach the point where I will have had enough?