Star-Thrower
Star-Thrower's Journal
About a dog...
Hey my pal,
I can no longer see the sun nor feel it upon me.
I am now in the deep winter of my life.
My eyes, though not blind, now see dimly.
And yes, my hearing was gone long ago.
Yet even with my senses failing
I feel your sobbing by my side.
Do not be sad. Be like the sun at midday. *
I have little play left in me and our times of that
are but a dim memory. Sometimes it comes to me and
I remember and tug the war. And nudge the ball coming
towards me. Half-heartedly I try to catch it.
But i am weary now and the tricks and toys
are old.
I am old.
The path is narrowing.This earthly journey is coming to an end.
Years ago when I was young and strong and untiring you sat with me
on our bed. You told me a story, a tale, a dog’s tale. You said
"One day I will call you and you will not come."
You were serious and I would not listen.You said
"one day I will call tasha, tasha, where are you?
where is my tasha?"
And you called and called but I would not come.
and with much seriousness you said, "one day
you will go on without me. you will journey
on without me."
I am nearly ready to begin that journey.
You had tears in your eyes way back when.
For you knew that this was truth. But I in my
youthfullness bounded off the bed. The moment
of sentimentality had passed. The tears were dried
and licked away. Young and strong
it was time to play.
We went on to new adventures together. I never
gave it another thought., I was successful
in getting you to forget that dog tale.
But i am weary now. Tired, oh so tired,
I sleep the hours away. I am neither here nor there.
Drifting from now to then or when? Or where?
Sometimes I think i’m ready.
Am I ready to journey on ahead without you? You who
have always been by my side?
I could go quietly into that dark night. but I thrash
and struggle and this earthly plane with its grip
of chain holds and binds me.
The sun is now sinking into the earth.
And this dusk is the beginning
of the darkening of the light. *
Be not sad. be like the sun at midday. *
I ask you to remember that dog tale,
please, I pray, for I am drawn to you to stay.
Release me now from earth I pray, my journey has
started, I cannot stay.
Good-bye my pal, some day I’ll see you soon
Some time some way. my purpose in life was to give you my all
and when you call tasha i will come when you call.
--tasha1986-2003 * From the I Ching https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/I_Ching
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