I’ve heard death explained in many ways.
Some fearful, many hopeful
But I’ve never quite heard it explained thus
I hope death feels like…….
Being picked up from the back seat
And carried to my bed half asleep,
Where tucked in, and eyes closed,
I can hear those who love me,
Talking through a cracked door
Isn’t that quite beautiful ?
Wonderful John, just wonderful.
ReplyDeleteIt is, very much so.
ReplyDeleteOh, yes, drifting off with loved ones close by. I'm sure that's the sort of death we'd all like. Hope you're feeling a bit more settled today. xx
ReplyDeleteComforting!
ReplyDeleteSafety, security and love. What a great description. Jean in Winnipeg.
ReplyDeleteYes. Beautiful
ReplyDeleteAlison in Devon x
This is beautiful John. My Mum recently passed away and I hope this is what she felt.❤️
ReplyDeleteRobin
Perfect.
ReplyDeleteLove it
ReplyDeletexo
ReplyDeleteLet's all hope that is the experience.
ReplyDeleteI remember being carried from the car and tucked into bed and it is exactly that feeling of safety, comfort, and love.
ReplyDeleteweavinfool
It is lovely, I hope it's that way for my Mum.
ReplyDeleteOh, yes ... safely home, carried in arms that love you and that you love. I remember that from my early childhood, too.
ReplyDeleteWishing you all peace and happiness.
Hugs!
It is lovely and I hope it's true.
ReplyDeleteThat is beautiful. I hope it is like that! We all fear death because of the unknown. Cali
ReplyDeleteGiven a choice, this would be ideal.
ReplyDeleteI hope I will just go to sleep in my bed and not wake up like my first husband did. Gigi
ReplyDeleteMy mum did the classic 'reaching up for something' before she died. I hope it was a loved one picking her up from the back seat. x
ReplyDeleteIn "Go In Peace" by Sam Baker (singer/songwritier) - Go in peace, go in Kindness, go in love, go in faith; Leave the day, the day behind us; Day is done, go in grace; Let us go into the dark not afraid, not alone; let us hope by some good pleasure, safely to arrive at home; Let us hope by some good pleasure, safely to arrive at home.
ReplyDeleteThe description of death you cite is beautiful.
Lovely.
ReplyDeleteEveryone’s wish to leave like cited 🙏. Jan in Castle Gresley
ReplyDeletesounds soothing...... a decent wish... hope tha's alreet?
ReplyDeleteI agree.... lovely...
ReplyDeleteMy childhood memory is my parents' loud drunken bashes, hew haw donkey laughter, shrieking young women. They were young parents, just having fun. But I was scared. So the cracked door and lurking ghosts, esp my dad waiting to criticize me some more] isn't appealing. As above I d like to just sleep forever. And cross the rainbow bridge to be with my first pug, I loved him so.
ReplyDeleteI hope you are okay?
Perhaps death could be like this if we were able to voluntarily choose when we died.
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