Prayers and Peace to you and your family.......
Goodbye Friends and Brothers
- Thread starter Tennessee Dave
- Start date
SmokingPipes.com Updates
Watch for Updates Twice a Week
PipesMagazine Approved Sponsor
Site Sponsors
PipesMagazine Approved Sponsor
PipesMagazine Approved Sponsor
PipesMagazine Approved Sponsor
PipesMagazine Approved Sponsor
- Status
K
klause
Guest
God's speed, Dave.
Thoughts are with you, and your family.
Thoughts are with you, and your family.
Dave, I'm very sorry to hear the news. Thank you for sharing with us, that took courage. Know that we will be thinking about you and that you are in our prayers. May peace be yours and your time filled with love.
Mau
Mau
"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."
Dylan Thomas
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."
Dylan Thomas
Dear God Bless him. ". . . .now and at the hour of our death."
Well ... I’ve never seen a post like this.
Be at peace, friend. God bless you.
Be at peace, friend. God bless you.
Me neither. I find it very disturbing.
H
Hfinn
Guest
I also never seen such a farewell message, it's very sad. God bless you, fear nothing my friend!
Thank you for being a part of this community. My prayers go out to you and your family.
"The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time."-Mark Twain
"The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time."-Mark Twain
Although I never got the opportunity to engage with you, I wish you and yours all the best. Godspeed to a brighter horizon my friend.
Tennessee Dave, I'm struck by the peace, resolve, and equanimity with which you are facing and embracing your death. Bless you on your return to God, and may peace and consolation be with your loved ones.
- Status