Valsa George Poet Rhyme

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September- 10- 2025

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“death approaches but we have no regret ~
when God questions us, we will stand erect”

When Death resolutely comes
With his deadly summons
Tarry not like a galley slave 
But like a courteous host behave. 

Do not waver and do not droop 
As if you are to be hung on a loop
Never dread lying under the dust
Within the narrow vault thrust.

When God questions us, let us stand erect
Our life should be worthy that we won’t have any regret
Obey God’s command and place Him above all
Love your neighbour with your heart and soul.

If so, when ousted out of terrestrial space 
We will be enfolded into God’s embrace
Know, it is only when seeds rot
That fresh and florid lives sprout 

When death comes and it’s time to go 
Strut like an indomitable foe
With swinging hands and head held high
To be welcomed by angels of the sky.
 
There will be the music of clanging cymbals
 And the rising rhythm of sounding bells
With all claim, into a kingdom, bright and cheerful
We shall enter, that is far radiant and blissful.

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Beata Agustin September 30, 2025 at 12:34 AM Wow! Congrats! Thanks for sharing this... God bless you.

Kim Rodrigues September 26, 2025 at 12:56 PM Wonderful! Congrats on top placement! Look at that trophy! And heaven is so much better. Hugs xx

Andrea Dietrich September 24, 2025 at 12:46 PM Wow. Beautiful poem and trophy win. Big congrats, Valsa

Dr. Vandana Sharma September 21, 2025 at 10:55 PM Congratulations on your first placement, a well deserved win!!!

Reason A. Poteet September 14, 2025 at 2:59 AM Love your beginning referring to slave and courteous host, both of whom are responsible for dignity accorded the guest. Love the rotting seeds in the middle - nothing of which to boast - transformed into healthy, perhaps more humble growth. And the end, "welcomed by angels" not prideful, but thankful and engrossed by the glorious reception of our Savior. Thank you for this beautiful tribute to death.

Jennifer Proxenos September 11, 2025 at 12:48 PM An eternal, wise yet sadly true era of an ending, coming to each one of us sooner or later in our lives. Death is so final, I fear leaving my loved ones behind. I hope that the life I have led will be judged by God accordingly. I remember an old lady on an island we visited in Greece at a church we visited as tourists, she knew me not, but turned to me and said in Greek, 'Even Gossiping is a sin my dear. Is anyone therefore free of sin? I DO LOVE YOUR POEM VALSA. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer

Jay Narain September 10, 2025 at 9:51 AM wonderful poem remindng us of eternity."Tarry not like a galley slave But like a courteous host behave." -- profoundly brilliant!We shall enter, that is far radiant and blissful. "We shall enter, that is far radiant and blissful." My FAV!

Joseph P. DiMino September 10, 2025 at 6:23 AM "Tarry not like a galley slave But like a courteous host behave." -- profoundly brilliant!We shall enter, that is far radiant and blissful. "We shall enter, that is far radiant and blissful." -- a wonderful poem that will live on. Immortal. A FAV!