Phenomenal Friday-A Reflective Poem: “On The Day That I Die”


It’s something we’ve all experienced but something we hate to think about.  What scares us most is the unknowing, we don’t know what’s on the other side and knowing what you have is scarier than not knowing what you’re going to get. Besides the unknowing, death forces us to put everything in perspective, it makes us more aware of our mortality, it makes us more aware of life.

Like many of you, my life has been what seems like an endless rollercoaster right, filled with more downs than ups.  There are moments I’m hoping I never had to go through again, looking back on it all, a part of me is happy for the experience and proud of myself for withstanding the storms. These moments, have made me appreciate the good times even more.

Here’s a poem I found some time ago and recently discovered it in my saved files. It’s not as macabre as the title implies but it is a true reflection of our reality.

On the day I die a lot will happen.

A lot will change.

The world will be busy.

On the day I die, all the important appointments I made will be left unattended.

The many plans I had yet to complete will remain forever undone.

The calendar that ruled so many of my days will now be irrelevant to me.

All the material things I so chased and guarded and treasured will be left in the hands of others to care for or to discard.

The words of my critics which so burdened me will cease to sting or capture anymore. They will be unable to touch me.

The arguments I believed I’d won here will not serve me or bring me any satisfaction or solace.

All my noisy incoming notifications and texts and calls will go unanswered. Their great urgency will be quieted.

My many nagging regrets will all be resigned to the past, where they should have always been anyway.

Every superficial worry about my body that I ever labored over; about my waistline or hairline or frown lines, will fade away.

My carefully crafted image, the one I worked so hard to shape for others here, will be left to them to complete anyway.

The sterling reputation I once struggled so greatly to maintain will be of little concern for me anymore.

All the small and large anxieties that stole sleep from me each night will be rendered powerless.

The deep and towering mysteries about life and death that so consumed my mind will finally be clarified in a way that they could never be before while I lived.

These things will certainly all be true on the day that I die.

Yet for as much as will happen on that day, one more thing that will happen.

On the day I die, the few people who really know and truly love me will grieve deeply.

They will feel a void.

They will feel cheated.

They will not feel ready.

They will feel as though a part of them has died as well.

And on that day, more than anything in the world they will want more time with me.

I know this from those I love and grieve over.

And so knowing this, while I am still alive I’ll try to remember that my time with them is finite and fleeting and so very precious—and I’ll do my best not to waste a second of it.

I’ll try not to squander a priceless moment worrying about all the other things that will happen on the day I die, because many of those things are either not my concern or beyond my control.

Friends, those other things have an insidious way of keeping you from living even as you live; vying for your attention, competing for your affections.

They rob you of the joy of this unrepeatable, uncontainable, ever-evaporating Now with those who love you and want only to share it with you.

Don’t miss the chance to dance with them while you can.

It’s easy to waste so much daylight in the days before you die.

Don’t let your life be stolen every day, by all that you’ve been led to believe matters, because on the day you die—the fact is that much of it simply won’t.

Yes, you and I will die one day

But before that day comes: let us live.

~John Pavlovitz

 

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This is my contribution to Debbie’s Forgiving Friday series, where she writes about and invite others to share their thoughts on Forgiveness, Self-Love and Personal Growth. Debbie, thank you and I am so grateful for the opportunity to contribute to your blog.

 

~Happy Friday

 

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15 comments on “Phenomenal Friday-A Reflective Poem: “On The Day That I Die”

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  4. Oh Etta, this is so powerful. And I bet it was also healing for you to read it, given your own personal losses. ❤ How perfect that you found these words of solace, and an invitation to live fully. I am so honored to know you – you are such a spiritual warror, Etta, and you have so many gifts. My heart is full of love and awe for what a Beloved presence you are in this world.

    I'm honored to share this for #ForgivingFridays. Thank you for the contribution.
    Love and Light,
    Debbie

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  5. Sowubana.me says:

    I love this sentence “It’s easy to waste so much daylight in the days before you die”. Brilliant! Thx for this wonderful article!

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  6. You have no idea how on point this poem is to me right now. A dear friend just phoned me to tell me that her mother passed away in her sleep last night. Thank you for sharing.

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  7. Heaven will mean that I will also be reunited with all my pets who passed away. Never again will I be lonely. I will be free from all my disabilities which are obstacles to freedom. My eyesight will be perfect. My mobility will be unhindered. I won’t have to worry about paying rent or giving most of my money to doctors for treatment that doesn’t work. Why? Because I will be healthy and strong once again. God has prepared an eternal mansion for me. No worries about being evicted. Death is a transition from tragedy to victory.

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  8. Death is the cessation of pain, sorrow and suffering. I will be reunited with my parents, friends and other family members who have passed on. There will be great celebration as my earthly struggles will be over and I will finally experience happiness and joy in eternity.

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