“End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path, one that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it.” – Gandalf to Pippin “See it? Gandalf, see what?” – Pippin to Gandalf “White shores, and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise.” – Gandalf to Pippin – The Lord Of The Rings
Two boats sailing down the river called Life
One white as pearl
With the six of us and Dad stearing it.
The other, golden as the sun
With you guiding.
The years pass like islands in the river
Where you plant trees like towers baring fruits of laughter.
Waves hammer the boats
Threatening to tare them apart and drown us
But you break the waves with your jokes and pranks.
Then, from the east, the storm comes
The sky, black as ashe,
Unleashes its fury,
And rain covers our boat like a blanket.
Then the wind
Like the breath of God
Pushes your boat away from us
Into the west, where the sun sets
And Heaven’s gates stand forever open
You are going and leaving us.
You wave your hand in final farewell.
Now your boat sails the high seas of Heaven
Where it shines and glimmers
Like a newly arisen star
Fashioned by the hand of God.
By Omar Binno