Death Addressed The Masses – A Short Story

Posted on January 3, 2025 by Author Richard F Holmes

“I am Death, the Great Awakening.” “Awakening to what?” screamed the deluded from the rooftops. “To what is already there,” Death replied. “Why do you fear me? I am the lifter of the veil, the bridge to your next adventure, I am the light leading you out of the darkness, not into it.”

The deluded screamed again, “No, you bring only fear, pain and suffering, why should we listen to you?” Death replied once more, “My friends, it is not I inflicting your fear, pain and suffering on you; I bring only light. You have lost sight of your true nature, and as a result, you have succumbed to cause and effect.”

“I exist to relieve you of such inflictions, not to bring more.”

But the deluded would not listen, they chose fear instead, and thus, continued on the wheel.

Photo by Kobe -: https://www.pexels.com/photo/person-raising-hands-near-sea-at-sunset-1392084/

My Name Is Grief

Posted on January 1, 2025 by Author Richard F Holmes

I’ve tinkered with the text for this latest post. It seems a bit small
but there doesn’t appear to be a way to increase the size so this will
probably be a one-off.

My name is grief
I am much maligned
I am misunderstood
Perceived as a bringer
of pain and suffering

I constantly knock on your door
But you won't let me in
You won't listen to my message
I want to bring you joy
But you turn me away

I want to show you my true nature
But you resist...

Just relax
Take my hand
Follow me

Let me take you on a journey
To the depths of your soul
There you will find the seat of love
Where hearts meet
There you will blend as one
With those your soul weeps and yearns for

I am your friend
Trust me
My name is grief

Photo by MART PRODUCTION: https://www.pexels.com/photo/person-sitting-on-floor-with-arms-around-knees-7277897/

What Would I Do Without You?

Posted on December 25, 2024 by Author Richard F Holmes

What would I do without you?

If you were not my everything, and I yours

Where would I seek solace?

Who would lick my wounds?

Would it be better I seek to grasp the air

than seek happiness?

Would I be destined to wander the barren wilderness

that knows not Love?

What would I do without you?

Oh pervader of all

Our Oneness is such

That I never have to ponder such questions

For with the same inevitability

That rain, falling from the heavens

must surely kiss the earth

So must I, one day

Return to the chamber of your loving heart

And there, rest my weary soul in the silence

Photo by Carolina Basi, Pexels

Death – Part Two

Posted on December 16, 2024 by Author Richard F Holmes

Death

You wonderful giver of life

Source of abundance

I ponder…

Will it be worth the wait to know your secrets?

“Yes, Yes, Yes”

You cry, in unbridled ecstasy

“Come, let me embrace you”

“Take you into my loving care”

A door opens

The sun rises

A flower blooms