Almost always epitaphs get my mind animated with so many questions, blowing me a whiff of cleansing sadness. Once in a POW cemetery in Kanchanaburi, an epitaph brought me back to those long-ago sundown family worship times at home. Abide with me was a hymn we often sang.
Even such is Time, which takes in trust
Our youth, our joys, and all we have,
And pays us but with age and dust;
Who in the dark and silent grave,
When we have wandered all our ways,
Shuts up the story of our days:
And from which earth, and grave, and dust,
The Lord shall raise me up, I trust.
Epitaph by Sir Walter Raleigh, is reportedly written the night before he was beheaded, and left at the Tower of London Gate-House.’ (source) Producing poetry just hours away from the guillotine! Isn’t the human spirit such an amazing thing?
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I agree that the human spirit is a truly amazing thing.
Perfect word for the letter E.
Epitaphs definitely are glimpses into one’s mind. I think that composing one before one’s devise could be quite soothing, leaving a memory behind.
There is a strong message in your post today. I enjoyed it very much.
Yes, very moving.
ROG, ABC Wednesday team
A moving poem.
Fascinating post for this week.
Encouragement
Rose, ABC Wednesday Team
Think there are people in today’s world as fearless as he?
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