Night Thoughts on Turning 85
Night Thoughts on Turning 85
I don’t fear death for we know nothing of death
And how can we fear what we do not know
Dying is another thing. I fear that.
To die a peaceful death free of pain is what I wish
To be with those I love and who love me.
The heavens promised by religions offer me little comfort.
They are comforting myths
I look to science such as we know it
I look to our knowledge of the universe in which I am a particle of energy made into Man
I exist for a moment in time.
And when that time is over do I cease to exist
Or does the field of energy that is me return to the Universe that was here before and will be here after.
Being a physician taught me about that energy.
And I have measured it.
In the the EEG EKG GSR EMG
The ACTION POTENTIAL OF NERVES
I have not seen god.
You can call that energy the godhead if you wish
Something created the Universe
My energy lives on when I die.
Those electrical impulses
Those atoms electrons neutrons neutrinos
And god knows what else continue to exist
Somewhere in the Universe.
Am I the atom that is part of a beautiful nebulae
Do I contribute an electron to the sunset
To the Aurora
To a flower
Am I in the hair of a deer running across a field
Part of the color in the speckled trout
Am I one of many atoms in a smell
If I am
You will smell me in the flower
See me in the sunset
And who knows where else
All by happenstance because our science hasn’t gone that far.
But if you sense me
If my electron bumps into one of yours
An infinitesimal chance
That may create an awareness
Or a memory that relies on energy to form.
And I hope you do
I live on
And I will remember You
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