Thinking one day of my mortality and the next dimension, my thoughts turned to Julie, my wife, my love, and how I would find her there in the land that only the soul can know. These are the words that came to me:
How Will I Find You?
There in the light blue sky
Where I look for your face
In the soft white puff of cloud?
There in the empty chair
Where you once quietly sat
In the room of my solitude?
There in the now barren garden
Where I once watched you
Kneeling, planting your seeds?
There along the pristine beach
Where we collected sea glass
Among the gulls and shells?
Where will you be when I am
In the shadows of tomorrow
A man lost in youth’s sorrow?
How will I find you, my love
Knowing not where to look
In such a strange new world?
When my timid spirit wavers
There in that unknown land
How will you return to me?
In the darkness that is death
What is God’s demand of me
To atone for sins of life?
Why does this most peculiar
Etching of words play so
Strongly upon my defiled soul?
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The Final Curtain 
Lovely, Billy Ray,
eden
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Thanks, dear Eden. xox
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Beautiful, Billy! Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family.
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Thank you, Jill. ‘Happy Bird-day’ to your and yours. Thanks, too, for always being there with a lovely comment on my ‘rambles’.
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Thanks, Billy! I love reading your “rambles.”
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This is beautiful stuff, BR, and quite heartbreaking.
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Natural thoughts here in my space, buddy, but life is still good. Don’t be sad. A friend of mine once wrote in a book of narrative verse – “Hell’s Music” (after his return from the Korean War): “…it is dark to die and I fear that I still wish to be…” The book was about two buddies in a Korean fox-hole, facing death as a possibility…my friend and a GI comrade.
Always my best, dear friend.
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Poignant, Bill. Made me sort of sad, but certainly speaks to love. Thanks.
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All part of this wonderful quaking existence, good Timothy. Life is good here in Tennessee. Some of our kids and grandkids arrive tomorrow for Thanksgiving. Wishing you, Renni, and Gentry a HAPPY BIRD day!
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Something we all need to think about.
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Some of us perhaps more than others! 🙂 Thank you for your response. HAPPY THANKSGIVING – HAPPY HOLIDAYS!
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Thank you.
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Reblogged this on Seumas Gallacher and commented:
…another great friend, Billy Ray Chitwood uses poetry to great effect here … enjoy… nice one , Billy Ray …LUV IT!
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So very kind of you, Kilt-man and friend. Wishing you always the best in life. I so enjoy your blog posts – always informative, irreverently jolly, and refreshingly satisfying…the BEST.
Completely off-subject, but do you happen to be a movie goer? The kids and grandkids were here for Thanksgiving and they brought the movie, “The Impossible” (a true story about a Thailand Tsunami) starring Naomi Watts and Ewan McGregor… It was a powerful piece of acting by all. With English actors, thought you might be interested – although I realize the historic hostility which still exists between you Scots and my English cousins 🙂 (my roots go back to a hamlet called Chetwode in Buckinghamshire).
Yeez keep the posts coming – I luv’em! Hi to Mabel…
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Very touching. Put a lump in my throat.
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Thank you, Judith. Appreciate very much your response. Hope all is going well with you and your writing. Best wishes.
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