Stride into Night

As clock hands nudge towards our final hour

we know not the certitude of our when.

So must we stand tall and not cower

and grasp still life’s fruit, despite our ken.

Fan the embers that in youth once flamed,

raising your face towards the heavens bright

let your beating heart as courage be named

and at day’s end make bold stride into Night.

(the last line is a nod to Dylan Thomas and his exceptional  “Do not go gentle into that good night”)

5 thoughts on “STRIDE INTO NIGHT

      1. I hadn’t read that one before so I had to go back and look for it. You’re right, I do like it. Incredibly powerful, and tells death exactly where he can go, and what he can do with himself.

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