Death: A Parting
by Do we live forever? In a sense our bodies just can separate into a multitude of micro-organisms and cycles of recycled breakdown. I think that the part loved goes on loving as it is loved on after.
Death – sometimes I think too much on what term to use… passing on, passing away…
I like to think of those we love who we can hug, and those we love who we can no longer hug – but I am strange that way.
For when I really think of people who have gone on; it is like they are still with me – perhaps not in body – but still with me. For me, death has meaning, but only for the physical body, and even then… Death is the final separation of the being from the body.
The body goes on living – in the cycles of life of the multitudes of cells that take it on in the form of microbes and macro-organisms that might ingest it. Otherwise it slowly returns to the earth… still a part of the universe and its cycles even if they might be very slow…
The “being”! Now that I think carries on immortally. That is the part that loves and is loved in an immortal fashion.
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Fountain of Eternal Life in Cleveland, Ohio
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Post CommentFrances Lawrence
On October 8, 2009 at 10:04 am
That was an interesting article. People live on in their children and their grandchildren. I see so much of my father in my son, but they never met. People also live on through the things they dif (hopefully good) and in the memory of all those who loved them. You are right about still feeling close to those who have died, I do too.