The Re-Awakening
Dedicated in honor of Mona Tracy whom through her love for family & friends and joy in living showed us to embrace this life here that we are now living! God Bless you Tia Mona! Your love, spirit, & passion for living goes on! 🙏🏼✝️❤️🕊🌈
By Seth D. King
August 5, 2022
Limits are the reason,
Lingering quarantine confinement is the catalyst.
The end brings the insight,
Death’s awareness is the awakening.
No one, in this life, lives forever!
Backed up into a corner,
The necessity comes to take a step.
Realizing finality calls forth action,
There comes a time to leap.
We don’t have forever when we’re no longer asleep!
The world keeps on spinning,
The seasons, they keep on turning.
So, to live this day is what I’m learning!
Before the flag on our coffin is finally folded,
Let our hearts become emboldened.
For we live now for a reason, and we can find our passion!
We can choose a mission and live what is our own vision!
Time for another magic carpet ride,
There’s pipe organ music blasting out stained glass church windows from my soul inside.
So, let’s go now top-down in hybrid electric cherry red convertible cars,
And set our sights from the roots to the stars!
Let’s commune with our fellows,
Greet family and friends with warm hello’s.
Come together, drink, share, and feast!
Perhaps together again smoke the pipe of peace.
Let’s sit down together for a fireside chat,
Tell stories, sing songs, maybe even write a rap.
Tell a few jokes, kiss a baby on the cheek.
Hug grandma, or find an important cause for which to speak!
The world’s wonders call us again to discover,
But the truth is, one day, it will all be over.
And the downside is rose-colored glasses have a tendency to make us not see,
What will, at some point, no longer be.
Because even giant trees will eventually fall down,
And all great souls have a moment to leave this Earth for Higher 🙏🏼 Ground!
A tiny seed can grow into a delicious fruit giving tree,
Homes can be built upon character, goals never surrendered, and family loyalty!
An acorn, in time, becomes the mighty oak,
To speak up, I must, before I choke.
Before the next casket drops,
And perhaps only once our perception of security stops.
There is opportunity in life’s tragedies and trials,
There is a reason for life’s difficulties and long miles!
Petroleum tar becomes roads and tires,
And the strongest among us rise from life’s troubles and fires.
New life grows from a rich and rocky soil,
But even olives and peanuts can, too, make oil.
A flower can bloom from a crack in asphalt to grow,
Where do we go from here, faith leads us, but do we really know?
So, keep on climbing because you can see,
That we are alive and we are free,
To take hold of a husband, wife, or newfound lover,
And through that love make a new father or mother.
To conceive a beautiful child or write a poetic rhyme!
To stop dancing with the devil and take some quiet time.
To sit in silence or take a vacation,
Because life is meant for deep reflection and also joyful celebration!
Before the soldiers fire their final salute,
Let us stand loyal to our families and be resolute!
For parents, children, friends, and one another,
Mother and father, sister and brother.
In the face of inevitable endings,
Let us be loving, caring, and mending,
And no longer pretending.
No more hiding, judging, nor defending.
Courage, peace, healing, and hope to all whom you leave behind, Tia Mona, is what I’m sending!
Rest in peace & rise in paradise in the Everlasting Arms of Our Immaculate Lord & Savior Jesus Christ. 🙏🏼✝️❤️🕊
Love you always, Seth
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