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If This Breath Be Our Last

At life’s last breath, what’s our regret
Were we driven by mind or heart
If reborn, how will we restart 

It is too late to place our bet
Head and heart were not hand in glove
Thus no blessings poured from above

Far and wide spreads dark desire’s net
But surely that is no excuse
We succumbed to ego borne ruse

Love and light’s within; go, fetch, get 
Conscience speaks as the voice of God
We but need to give it our nod

God alone is, all else forget
The truth is simple; follow this 
We are His light, throbbing with bliss

At life’s last breath, what’s our regret
It is too late to place our bet
Far and wide spreads dark desire’s net
Love and light’s within; go, fetch, get 
God alone is, all else forget

21-December-2022

Constanza poetry form (invented by Connie Marcum Wong)

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Constance La France December 21, 2022 at 12:22 PM Seeker, Constanza is a wonderful form, you did it so well, Connie would be proud. I love you poem, yes, no one should wait for their last breath to seek God, blessings Unseeking Seeker December 21, 2022 at 5:35 PM Thank you, Constance:)

Lisa Ricci December 21, 2022 at 4:15 AM Good Morning Unseeker. Hello. please allow me to let your most powerful and pausing words and entry stand. There is nothing I could add. You stated your message with dignity and elegance. May regrets be few for all. PS. How beautiful that you chose the format by Connie who was an amazing and beautiful poetress. Happy Holidays to you. May the new year bring good things. Thank you for sharing your poetic talent. Unseeking Seeker December 21, 2022 at 4:33 AM Thank you, Lisa! Your comments surpass the poem itself! Wish you and your close ones a merry Christmas and a happy new year. I learnt about the Constanza poetry form only after Connie crossed over. I do employ it from time to time.