THE NIGHTTIME HOURS - Sting's Hounds Of Winter on the stereo My dog sleeps peacefully at my side The sounds in my brain that splinter As I unclog the emotions from inside So many still buried deep within They're screaming to be let go Perhaps another day, but maybe not But will I? I just don't know The nighttime hours When I'm alone with my tortured soul The world slips into darkness Feeling I finally have fortunate control Words spilling onto the page No clue if there's logic in them all My brain spins as my fingers capture My tired eyes just watch them fall Wife with a book in the other room I sense the energy of her heart beating I hang onto that priceless rhythm A beautiful music that bears repeating Sharing the air she breathes For I know that's a special blessing I must not let these seconds tick by Clinging to these moments if I am confessing The nighttime hours As I think about the midnight calling My thoughts drifts into the darkness The moonlit sky as the stars are falling My thirsty soul drinks in the stillness As I reflect upon my resentful story And in that moment, I remind myself then I smile and whisper, "memento mori" - JB, 13SEP2K24
“Memento Mori,” when translated from Latin means “remember you must die.” It was a phrase commonly used by the great Stoics to remind us that our time is limited. It’s not meant to create fear but rather inspire and keep a person present.
“You could leave life right now. Let that determine what you do and say and think.” - Marcus Aurelius
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Beautiful poetry! A gifted poet!
Beautiful! I think of that at night when all that I love the most are under one roof, my husband gently snoring, our son sleeping, our cats running around the house and my dog sleeping peacefully by my side. Time Stand Still by Rush comes to mind. I want to freeze so many moments