Love and Death

My first post is a sad one.


Been thinking about my grandmother the last few days, she died unexpectedly 3 yrs ago Oct. 8th. I spent quite a while being angry at death for taking my grandfather away from me a while back. When my grandmother died those old feelings resurfaced.
No mattter what anyone says, It will never be ok that a loved one has died. It only becomes easier to cope with, as time goes by. I ran across this poem some time ago and was.. moved, the words in this are utterly beautiful and so very true !


Love And Death


What time the mighty moon was gathering light

Love paced the thymy plots of Paradise,

And all about him roll’d his lustrous eyes;

When, turning round a cassia, full in view,

Death, walking all alone beneath a yew,

And talking to himself, first met his sight.

‘You must begone,’ said Death, ‘these walks are mine.’

Love wept and spread his sheeny vans for flight;

Yet ere he parted said, ‘This hour is thine:

Thou art the shadow of life, and as the tree

Stands in the sun and shadows all beneath,

So in the light of great eternity

Life eminent creates the shade of death.

The shadow passeth when the tree shall fall,



But I shall reign for ever over all.’ ~ Lord Alfred Tennyson