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.
This week an old guy took me aside and mentioned the word "geezer patrol". I was pleased that he wasn't referring to me and may have felt some relief from the "patrol" in just talking to me but then how we see our self may not always be close to how others see us. Actually I think how we see our self has a lot to do with how others see us but the more interesting issue is what is it that old men fear. Dylan Thomas's poem captures it well. The dying of the light. Does the "fire' within us rage and burn and get stronger or is it dying. The light or fire within is the question. The dictionary says that fire is the heat and light energy released during a chemical reaction. Depending on the substances alight, and any impurities within, the color of the flame and the fire's intensity might vary.
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I think that "tears" may be the indicator of heat and fire and even light. Within we "feel strongly" and the heat drives the "tears" outward.
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Things that bring tears
Little Girls
Little Boys
Soft songs
Stories of Love
Loved Ones
Family
The Lord
Flowers
Sky
Mountains
Testimony
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