(A chance and unexpected discovery of a serious, insidious and intractable malady can be deeply shattering. The inevitability of death, despite a conscious cognisance, needs a trigger to prepare for this moment of reckoning.
And once this realisation arrives, life assumes a different meaning, deflating and depressing. But for many, it becomes an opportunity to display one’ s resilience. The body may begin to wane, spirit may still be resurgent.
Faith and belief in a continuum of births, mitigates the agony and helplessness. And the remainder of life still can aspire for and achieve a purpose.)
Embrace the present, leave behind the past, In moments cherished, may love be steadfast. No room for regrets, nor burdens so heavy, Find peace in the now, and stay ever-ready. Love this moment, release the past's grasp, In its fleeting beauty, let eternity clasp. Gains and losses, cast away so free, Within the now, find tranquil harmony. Life's a continuum, not a stark divide, Past and future converge in our stride. Assigned tasks from an unknown decree, Unwavering resolve, a testament to be. We forge, we shape, and we may destroy, Yet instruments we are, a vessel, a ploy. Tools of divinity, bodies to employ, To manifest the will, not merely to enjoy. Awareness dawns, our purpose to uplift, In deeds well-done, our spirits soar swift Confronting failures, disappointments, and strife, We draw strength from within, embrace life. Press onward, relentless, our purpose defined, In ceaseless pursuit, with faith intertwined. Still striving, still toiling, our font and our core, Belief in oneself, with grace from above we implore. Awakened insight, exult in each feat, In victories and defeats, find wisdom replete. Press on, indefatigable, through toil and strife, With gratitude and grace, embrace the gift of life. Cherish this moment, release the past's grasp, In its fleeting beauty, let eternity clasp. Regrets and worries, cast away so free, Within the now, find tranquil harmony. Life's a continuum, not a stark divide, Past and future converge in our stride. Assigned tasks from an unknown decree, Unwavering resolve, a testament to be. We forge, we shape, and we may destroy, Yet instruments we are, a vessel, a ploy. Tools of divinity, bodies to employ, To manifest the will, not merely to enjoy. Awareness dawns, our purpose to uplift, In deeds well-done, our spirits soar swift Confronting failures, disappointments, and strife, We draw strength from within, embrace life. Press onward, relentless, our purpose defined, In ceaseless pursuit, with faith intertwined. Still striving, still toiling, our font and our core, Belief in oneself, with grace from above we implore. Awakened insight, exult in each feat, In victories and defeats, find wisdom replete. Press on, indefatigable, through toil and strife, With gratitude and grace, embrace the gift of life.