Poem of The Heart 2a

["The Rest GALACTIC SATNAV I have resisted satellite navigation for many years, relying on my ability to plan journeys and actually read maps, my philosophy being to use technology when there is a need, and not just because it\u2019s fashionable. This changed when my good friend Stuart offered me his \u2018TomTom\u2019 as he was getting a more up-to- date model. When he explained that it had saved him money in speeding fines, as it warned him of speed limits and speed camera locations, my financial case for having one became obvious, as I\u00a0had just paid \u00a3110 to attend a Dorset \u2018Driver Awareness\u2019 course rather than get three points on my driving licence. Initial experimentation using my \u2018TomTom\u2019 caused me to reflect where such technology could end up, especially with the possibility of private \u2018space cars\u2019 in the years ahead. When coupled with my imagination, this poem emerged. \u2661\u2661\u2661 134","Poems to the Heart Alpha Centauri, \t you\u2019re not too far away; With galactic satnav, \t I will reach you come what may. Travelling at light speed, \t four years is not so long, Time enough to write this ode, \t or turn it into song. Travelling on and outwards, \t through our Milky Way, Our Earth left far behind me, \t I\u2019ll need a place to stay. Something I\u2019ve forgotten, \t just as I pass our Sun\u2026 I only have my start point \u2014 \t at BH21! February 2019 135","The Rest THE LONG WINTER Mad March halfway gone, \t Spring is set for fair, Bumble bees abound, \t bird sounds fill the air. Vaccination success \t points to better days, Life returns to school grounds, \t children run and play. Deaths exceed civvy casualties, \t of wars long since fought. Medics fighting hard to negate \u2013 \t damage Covid has wrought. Summer hols on our minds, \t better days ahead? Or will further outbreaks \t lead to increased dead? Sun now setting later, birds sing later too, Better weather with us, plant blossoms accrue. In like a lion - out like a lamb \u2013 \t contrast makes it clear, Next month forecasts better days, \t than that past, damned awful, year. March 2021 136","","POSTSCRIPT For many years, I have considered that our children\u2019s children may be the last generation who have to die. Medical advances cause me to consider that I may have been a pessimist and chosen immortality may be closer than we realise. It is fitting that my final poems deal with our mortality. In the meantime, perhaps Mr Sunderman\u2019s work ethos may be the key to longevity, and so these are dedicated to Mr Sunderman\u2019s memory. 138","Poems to the Heart INSPIRATION: WILLIAM SUNDERMAN 23rd October 1898 \u2013 9th March 2003 Dedicated to William Sunderman \u2014 died aged 104 \u2014 a portent to the future. I started writing this poem in about 2003 and rediscovered my handwritten notes in 2009. I also found the Economist obituary (20th March 2003) for Mr Sunderman, which inspired me to complete the poem. When William Sunderman turned 100 he was named by the United States Congress as the oldest person in the country still at work. He was putting in an eight-hour day editing articles for a medical journal. For a break, he liked to take a turn on an exercise bicycle. 139","Postscript MORATOR-I-UM Correctly forecasting that I would live beyond 2018\u2026 \u2661\u2661\u2661 As I reach this mortal pass, \t an eternal place is all I ask; A message suffice to show the ways \t I\u2019ve lived my life and spent my days. So what can be said about this life, \t with its share of work and play and strife? What has it meant so much to share \t with you, the reader, my soul laid bare? From start to end my time I\u2019ve lent; \t it\u2019s peoples\u2019 needs to which I\u2019ve bent. To serve my fellows and myself, \t ensuring all can share the wealth\u2026 140","Poems to the Heart Of knowledge, learning, kindness, and more, \tthis is how I\u2019ve kept my score.\t And now the tally has been made, \t all in the light \u2014 not in the shade. Compounding theory adds so much, \t but what height does \u2014 that sum touch? I think it\u2019s little, but that\u2019s enough; \t it\u2019s on the right side \u2014 adding up. The sum of all has been added to, \t by seventy years of life, or so\u2026 November 2009 141","Postscript TIMETABLE TO HEAVEN Half-past six\u2014 \t time to count life\u2019s varied kicks and tricks. Half-past seven \u2014 \t almost time to go to heaven. Half-past eight \u2014 \t will I get past those pearly gates? Half-past nine \u2014 \t St Peter says I\u2019m doing fine. October 2015 142","Poems to the Heart WHERE ARE YOU? To our dead relatives and friends. \u2661\u2661\u2661 Where are you? Are you someplace far away? Will you come back \u2014 will you stay? Is it better than the place I\u2019m in? Is it really free of vice and sin? Will I get there \u2014 will I meet you? Will St Peter greet me too? Will I spend time in purgatory, My sins made visible for all to see? Will data protection provide the clothes For my embarrassment to not be disclosed? Or will I be damned into perdition, Eternal pain with no remission? Will I find you on these paths? Less of these thoughts, I\u2019ll get out of the bath! April 2019 143","Postscript THINGS BETTER LEFT BEHIND Like the entertainer\u2019s comeback, so after writing \u2018Morator-I-um\u2019 I reflected on two of its lines: \u2018And now the tally has been made \u2018All in the light \u2014 none in the shade\u2019 and wrote \u2018Things Better Left Behind\u2019. For those who are curious, those things I leave behind are not heinous. \u2661\u2661\u2661 Some things are better left behind us \t after we depart, No record for the future, \t no memories of the heart. Things better left unsaid, \t even after we are dead. Matters of our private lives, \t matters best forgotten, Matters from our heart of hearts \t shared with sometimes others \u2014 \t\t now left to never blossom. September 2018 144","Poems to the Heart How infinitesimal is the importance of anything I do, but how infinitely important is that I should do it. Voltaire 145","Postscript 146",""]