...the mind is conscious, but conscious of nothing - I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope read more

...the mind is conscious, but conscious of nothing - I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting. Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: so the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.

He had been, he said, an unconscionable time dying; but he hoped that they would excuse it.

He had been, he said, an unconscionable time dying; but he hoped that they would excuse it.

Achieving life is not the equivalent of avoiding death.

Achieving life is not the equivalent of avoiding death.

When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced. Live your life so that when you die, the world read more

When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced. Live your life so that when you die, the world cries and you rejoice.

God is becoming bitter, he envies man his mortality.

God is becoming bitter, he envies man his mortality.

All say, "How hard it is that we have to die" - a strange complaint to come from the mouths read more

All say, "How hard it is that we have to die" - a strange complaint to come from the mouths of people who have had to live.

If you wish to drown, do not torture yourself with shallow water.

If you wish to drown, do not torture yourself with shallow water.

For we brought nothing into this world, and it is certain we can carry nothing out. [1 Timothy 6:7].

For we brought nothing into this world, and it is certain we can carry nothing out. [1 Timothy 6:7].

MUFFLED CADENCE
The sound of shot.
The roar of gun.
Thy will be done
blares the drum.
The sudden shock.
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MUFFLED CADENCE
The sound of shot.
The roar of gun.
Thy will be done
blares the drum.
The sudden shock.
The news farflung.
Thy will be done
beats the drum.
The hour of grief.
The darkened sun.
Thy will be done
rolls the drum.
The sound of shot.
The grave begun.
Thy will be done
mourns the drum.
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by N Marshall Bertsch
(N Marshall Bertsch is a Republican who was profoundly
griefstricken by the assassination of John F Kennedy).