Ancient Lesson

The Ancient One’s book
answered the question
deep within her mind.

universe-1282375_1920You may choose the stars,
shine from the cosmos.
Lighten the canopy of darkness
as do many other souls.
Reflect bright wisdom,
comfort and awe,
to those who remain behind
waiting to grasp the Truth.

Or choose the dawn.
Join that orb of hope, IMG_0622
those rays of warmth.
Become one of many filaments
that spark awareness,
knowledge for those who wait.
The realization,
each day lived is a gift

The choice is yours.
Even in death
there is more than one path
to the everlasting Wonder.

 

 Today I host Open Link Night at dVerse, the virtual pub for poets. This means folks can post one poem of their choosing, with no required prompt, form, or topic. Pub opens at 3 PM Boston time – come join us!
Star photo from Pixabay.com
Dawn photo taken in Provincetown this past summer.

34 thoughts on “Ancient Lesson

    • lillian November 14, 2019 / 6:50 pm

      Thank you so much, Toni. Your words mean a lot to me! 🙂

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    • Susanne November 17, 2019 / 7:22 pm

      I agree! There are always more choices than we think we have. Lovely work.

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    • lillian November 14, 2019 / 6:50 pm

      I’ve always liked the idea of joining the stars when I pass on….but seeing the dawns at Provincetown, I think I’d also like to become a part of the sun! 🙂

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  1. sanaarizvi November 14, 2019 / 3:27 pm

    This is exquisitely drawn, Lillian! ❤️ Especially love; “Become one of many filaments that spark awareness, knowledge for those who wait.” Yes, we must! 🙂

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    • lillian November 14, 2019 / 6:51 pm

      Thank you for your kind words, Sanaa! :

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  2. msjadeli November 14, 2019 / 6:33 pm

    Lillian this sounds so much like a prayer or benediction. It’s giving me the warm fuzzies ❤

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    • lillian November 14, 2019 / 6:52 pm

      Ah, in some ways, it is indeed a benediction. Always happy to hand out warm fuzzies!

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  3. Ali Grimshaw November 14, 2019 / 7:35 pm

    The power of choice. I want to “Become one of many filaments
    that spark awareness,” Those lines are inspiring. Lovely poem.

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  4. Frank Hubeny November 14, 2019 / 8:18 pm

    Good comparison between the stars and the dawn. My choice would have to be the dawn, but the night sky can be beautiful, too.

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    • lillian November 19, 2019 / 8:29 am

      Me too, Frank. I like the idea of being part of the Orb of hope — dawn of a new day.

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  5. rothpoetry November 14, 2019 / 9:05 pm

    I like your idea of being able to choose a place in the afterlife!

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    • lillian November 19, 2019 / 8:30 am

      Me too. I think I’d choose being part of the dawn….that rising hope for every day.

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  6. kim881 November 15, 2019 / 2:21 am

    I love the thought of choosing my path after death, Lill, especially the prospect of lightening the canopy of darkness as a star. I also like the reminder that souls comfort those who remain behind, spark their awareness or give them knowledge.

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    • lillian November 19, 2019 / 8:30 am

      It’s interesting, isn’t it? All the different ways people think of an afterlife? Glad you enjoyed this one, Kim.

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  7. rivrvlogr November 15, 2019 / 9:01 am

    Either choice would be rewarding,as well as serving a higher purpose.

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  8. whippetwisdom November 15, 2019 / 1:27 pm

    Such a magical poem Lillian, whichever we choose will be for the greatest good when we come from that beautiful place of everlasting Wonder xxx

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    • lillian November 19, 2019 / 8:32 am

      Oh what a wonderful comment to read this morning! Thank you!

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  9. lifelessons November 15, 2019 / 4:41 pm

    Lillian, A pleasant thought that we might have a choice even after death. As to my original post–completely a mistake. So glad you deleted it and let me know what had happened. I have now posted the one that should have been posted. A complete mystery how the other one was posted in its place. Too much activity and too little sleep, I guess. Thanks for being on top of things. Too embarrassing that anyone would have seen it and thought I’d posted an ad for my blog in place of a poem.. Judy

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    • lillian November 19, 2019 / 8:33 am

      No need to be embarrassed! I was once the host for the Quadrille and had a totally “senior moment” and in my prompt, indicated it was a 40 word poem!!!! Grace graciously caught my error :)….happens to everyone. Glad you enjoyed my post here.

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      • lifelessons November 19, 2019 / 11:36 am

        Funny how our past mistakes reassure others…

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  10. merrildsmith November 17, 2019 / 7:16 am

    Stunning, Lillian! And yes, choices. . .
    I often write about the moon, but mostly I see it in the morning because I’m definitely a morning person, and I always have been. I watch the sun come up.

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    • lillian November 19, 2019 / 8:34 am

      I had always thought about being part of the stars until I wrote this poem. I’ve taken so many gorgeous photos of sunrises in Provincetown during our annual two weeks on Cape Cod…suddenly I thought about maybe becomeing part of the dawn and the hope it brings of a new day. I actually think I prefer that idea now! Glad you enjoyed the poem!

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