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Thursday, November 8, 2012

PAD Day 8. Embrace the softening of that good night.





Embrace the softening of that good night.
(with love for my own father who stepped from this world beyond and with enormous honor for the great Dylan Thomas as I encourage him to rewrite his reflection on his leave-taking)



Do go gentle into that good night
Old age should bank and calm at the gentle close of day
Embrace the softness of the quieting of the glare of light
Though wise men at their end know dark is right
Because their words had forked righteous lightning they
Can and must go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave bye
Sighing smiling how strong their deeds danced in a green bay
Embrace, embrace the softening of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight
And learned early on they savored each sunbeam on its way
Run to embrace the softening of the light.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight.
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay.
Embrace, celebrate the softening of the light.
And you, my father there on that magnificent height.
Sing to me now with your moist eyes, I pray.
Help me let you go gentle into that good night
Embrace embrace the coming of the gentle arms of dying light.





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