Do not go gentle into that good night
Dylan Thomas, 1914 - 1953
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Encouraging Words...
My favorite poem has long been "A Bag of Tools" by R. L. Sharpe. This one is now added as a close second place. We watched the movie Interstellar (very good by the way) last night and this poem was used throughout the movie and is an awesome reminder to live out our lives fully and completely. I am sure that this is what our Lord wants us to do as we approach the end of our days here on earth. Glory be to God!
