A Soul’s Soliloquy

In Memoriam:Hardy Sonny Pucay (Oct.5,1968- June 6,2018)

Today the journey is ended, I have worked out the mandates of fate;
Naked, alone, undefended, I knock at the Uttermost Gate.

Behind is life and its longing, Its trial, its trouble, its sorrow;
Beyond is the infinite morning of a day without a tomorrow.

Go back to dust and decay, Body grown weary and old;
You are worthless to me from today- No longer my soul can you hold.

I lay you down gladly forever For a life that is better than this;
I go where parting’s never sever You into oblivion’s abyss.

Lo, the gate swings wide at my knocking, Across endless reaches I see
Lost friends with laughter come flocking To give a glad welcome to me.

Farewell, the maze has been threaded, This is the ending of strife;
Say not the death should be dreaded- ‘Tis but the beginning of life

—- Wenonah Stevens Abbott

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