Tuesday, September 19, 2017

A Person Died Today to The Floor Is Lava 
A Fiery reminder 
A fiery reality  


A Person Died Today (Poem)

He died today twas no one there
And not a sole his cross to bear
Alone forgotten by his heirs
This silent child without a care
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No one to weep or mourn his loss
No glimpse or hint of memories lost
No rose nor any idol gloss
Into a fire this thing we tossed
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To see to feel a life thus earned
To see the long forgotten urn
To this I pray reflections churn
To this his pyre I too might burn
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I wipe my hands and walk away
It was not me who died that day
If so are those will proudly say
That’s Martin Kloess who came this way
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And some will weep and some will cry
And others dance as I go by
And some may take a chance to try
And some may take a comfort sigh
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A lesson if you did not know
To take your life and make it glow
My life’s a seed for you to sow
And in the end your light will flow 


A person died and a person lives make up this poem. This poem uses a very subtle signal to mark a change. In the third and fifth stanza a minor ostinato is used: "To" in the third. "And" in the fifth. The changes are: the poem moves from a person to me to us. 

The Masonic funeral is a set performance of words all set to memory. It takes about 8 to 12 minutes to perform. I performed 147 Masonic funerals from 1999 to 2010. The strangest one was this one. I get a phone call from a funeral director that a Mason had died. Could I perform the funeral? I got my friend, David, to be the chaplain, The day of the funeral, at the funeral parlor, only the director was there. After some time the wife and her nurse arrived. The wife was completely incoherent. David and I waited for anyone else to show up. When the nurse said the wife had to return to the care home we decided to proceed. I remember all those empty seats. The only ones there were David and I, the wife, her nurse and the dead man. As I performed the funeral the wife began to talk to me. I worked her idle chatter into my performance. When I was done, the nurse thanked David and I and took the wife out. As David and I left there were the man's two sons.

The shadow of that day lives within me. To have a funeral and not even one's sons attends. To have lived a whole life and there is no one to wish one fair well. It is so sad. Then look at what life did with this picture. We have a man who died and no one attended his funeral. We have a wife who mentally was protected from the moment. We have a funeral director who went above and beyond his job. We have nurse who had to care and speak for her charge. We have two volunteers who performed the service. We have two sons. We have people. We have lives. We have lessons. Life has given me a lesson, a gift. What gifts has life given us, Isn't life wonderful? Aren't we wonderful? Take in life's lessons and Enjoy.


And who best can teach us to enjoy: Mozart "Lacrimosa" 

A new fiery fun 

In 2010 we had "icing." Then came "planking." Then, of course, the infamous ice bucket challenge. If Snapchat and Instagram are any indication, this summer's hottest viral prank might have been the "lava challenge." It's a simple game. A friend shouts "the floor is lava!" and we have exactly 5 seconds to get to higher ground. This could mean climbing a store shelf, hopping on a fire hydrant or jumping on the counter of a fast-food restaurant. The game itself has been around on schoolyards for years. We might remember it from our childhood. 
Freddie Wong and RocketJump bring new meaning to "the floor is lava" trend. "The Floor is Lava" 


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The meaning of life is to give life meaning 
Viktor E. Frankl

34 comments:

  1. To be forgotten like that... how terribly sad. Well, it is nice that your words remember.

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    1. Let our lives be a gift, not only to ourselves.
      Thank you and pass it on...

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  2. A poignant piece that is well written. Is this a eulogy? So sad to be a victim of lava, not a nice way to go! I'd like to pass in my sleep! The game is new to me! You Have a nice week. I enjoyed reading and watching.

    Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

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    1. Sounds like you really enjoyed your visit here, Andrew. Thank you.
      This was not a eulogy, But a picture shared.
      Be blessed

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    2. I mean't to say 'elegy', silly me, sorry! I do enjoy reading your poems. Blessings to yourself, Martin. Have a nice week.

      Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

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    3. Thank you. Yes, it was an elegy.
      Blessings

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  3. Every death is a reminder, life is short, and we are charged to live our lives fully. Our time will come. We enter into this life, alone, we leave they same way. No matter who comes to celebrate.

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    1. Very well stated. And may people celebrate a life well lived.
      Thank you. I appreciate you expressing your valued thoughts.

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  4. Death sure can even show after a person is gone. Have to enjoy the time we have and keep close those connections worth keeping.

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    1. Very good points.
      Thank you, Pat, for adding to so many's day.

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  5. What a sad poem but glad you showed up.
    Lisa

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  6. my nod
    I pass on to
    this single wealth of life
    knowing not the heart of this soul
    one cares

    __ In seeing all the harm of life, "Tears of a Smile" rise to the unseen gifts of good; humility overcomes.

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    1. Thank you. This is a wondrous gift.
      "Tears of a Smile" - one of life's riddles and reminder of other wonders.
      Dream on...

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  7. Death comes to us all. How fortunate that the man's wife was insulated from seeing how alone they were. And thank you and others for giving the service respect and dignity.

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    1. ...and thank you for having eyes to see. Let us who see pass on the joys of life.
      Thank you for all you do.

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  8. What a poignant poem and experience. I'm sure you gave him an excellent send off. I'm sorry his sons weren't there.

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    1. Thank you for your comments.
      Performing was easier without an audience.

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  9. Death always makes us confront our own lives and how we have lived it... interesting way of using your name in the poem as well!

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    1. Very true (from my experience)
      Thank you for the pleasure of this visit.

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  10. Oh how incredibly sad. A moving poem. Great that you where there for his farewell so that the soul was not completely forgotten.

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    1. Thank you for warm feelings.
      May we all serve one another.

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  11. So very sad Martin but it does happen to so many.
    Made sombre reading but excellently written.

    Yvonne.

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    1. Thank you for your remarks.
      I do so hope this didn't make us feel all sad.

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  12. So, poignant and heart rendering. People keep fulfilling their duties for their kids, loved ones and in the end what is there, a lonely funeral.....But, may be there were angels who mad sure that no man leaves this world without respect.
    Great deed by all who were not related to the mason and still did what they could for him.

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    1. There were indeed angels there. So good that you caught that.
      Thank you for sharing your thoughts.
      Blessings to you

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  13. I have always felt that a funeral is when it's too late to tell what should have been told to a person still alive... so hopefully when we depart there can be a moment for those that are left behind to remember each other...

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    1. I have 147 funerals that say you are right.
      Not only are you right. These are very valuable reflections while there is yet time. Thank you, Bjorn.

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  14. Interesting line that our lives are seeds for others to sow I assume in the way we interrelate with those others: "My life’s a seed for you to sow"

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    1. Many times we are the beginning for others.
      Thank you for your interest.

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  15. Heartfelt..touching and poignant.. a great message Indeed!

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