A Hunter's Tribute

[elkchaser60]

I have a friend who lost his 23 yr old son to cancer. They are a hunting family and I am looking for some kind of a poem, quote, or tribute to a hunter's heaven, happy hunting grounds, etc. I'm just thinking there has to be something similar to Christmas from Heaven except related to hunting.
Any advice would be appreciated.

 

[Aaron84]

This poem got to me on a personal level I'm sorry for your friends loss. I know I am no where near strong enough to out live my child. My life would seize to exist without my daughter. My prayers go to his family.


The arrow of time slowly creeps
The archer of inferno with raised brows,
Awaits - the mortal legion, armed for a combat.

Stabbed incessantly I writhe, with open scars that bleed,
I shut my eyes to this world of deceit in reflex
But I can't escape the myth of reality.

God inflicts angst on me.
I cry. I mourn. I shiver. I wail.
I am lost, never to return.

It's a defeated Me.
A Me quite not Myself.
This I - a lone self.

I am Orion, waiting for my place amidst the constellation.
If I could die, in death I would,
Inscribe my inncocence and my endless pain.

My senses lost, my soul entrapped.
I am left cold and numb.
In search of - a warm hand to hold on...

Am ashamed and embarrased of my state,
Never thought it would be so,
The cosmic forces crush me with their might and force.

Life and death, wedded in my mind -
Am living in death,
Am dying to live.

There is a hunting in my head -
There is a hunting in my soul -
There is a hunting in my heart -

Am hunting peace,
Am hunting me,
Am hunting you to rescue me.

 

[bucklover]

Just make sure you are there for him. Let him talk about it. I don't think you should tell him it was the Lord's plan, or his son had more important work to do somewhere else, or he is in a better place. I believe we are only here for such a thin slice of eternity that the Lord doesn't have to micro manage every second of our lives. Disease, sickness and accidents happen. The Lord is there to scoop us up in his arms at that point in time. Help him to prepare for future hunts, through the application process and keep him involved, going scouting, shooting, out for a burger, etc. He will probably not feel much desire to do any of that, but those are the exact things that will help him realize that there is and will be things that bring warmth to the heart. It will give him something to look forward to, and help him to not fall back into the depressive, heartbreak of the past. Little things will cause the hurt to surface many times. I don't think you ever get over it, you just learn how to blend it with the good things that surround us.

 

[HorseCreek]

+1 Bucklover

Sorry for your friends loss. I can't imagine losing my three year old son.


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[Teeb]

sorry for the loss. Here's a very nice poem, not specifically about hunting though....



When Tomorrow Starts Without Me
Author believed to be David Romano


When tomorrow starts without me, and I'm not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me,

I wish so much you wouldn't cry the way you did today,
While thinking of the many things we didn't get to say.

I know how much you love me, as much as I love you,
And each time that you think of me, I know you'll miss me too.

But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name, and took me by the hand,

And said my place was ready, in heaven far above,
And that I'd have to leave behind all those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away, a tear fell from my eye,
For all my life, I'd always thought, I didn't want to die.

I had so much to live for, so much left yet to do,
It seemed almost impossible, that I was leaving you.

I thought of all the yesterdays, the good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared, and all the fun we had

If I could re-live yesterday, just even for a while,
I'd say good-bye and kiss you, and maybe see you smile.

But then I fully realized, that this could never be,
For emptiness and memories, would take the place of me.

And when I thought of worldly things, I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did, my heart was filled with sorrow.

But when I walked through heaven's gates, I felt so much at home,
When God looked down and smiled at me, from his great golden throne.

He said, "This is eternity, and all I've promised you."
Today your life on earth is past, but here life starts anew

I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last,
And since each day's the same way, there's no longing for the past.

You have been so faithful, so trusting and so true.
Though there were times you did some things you knew you shouldn't do.

But you have been forgiven and now at last you're free.
So won't you come and take my hand, and share my life with me?

So when tomorrow starts without me, don't think we're far apart,
For every time you think of me, I'm right here, in your heart.