Backpacking In Paradise

They have gone alone on a journey
To the most exotic faraway land
They’ll see crystal clear, vast seas
As they walk along soft golden sand

They can explore dense areas of forest
Abundant with magnificent plants and trees
Or stroll through a quaint picturesque village
Basking in the sights and the pleasant breeze

They might be feeling adventurous
And go climbing to majestic mountain tops
The view will be spectacularly awesome
Surrounded by the beauty that never stops

They might just want to sit and chat
Catching-up with a friend they have missed
Or, once again feel the loving embrace
Of a beloved, and be joyfully kissed

With no limits of health to stop them
And absolutely no chance of difficulty
They can do anything they desire or wish
Being their true selves and ultimately free

They took all they needed with them
Backpacking, they didn’t need much
Off-the-grid, but I don’t need to worry
As it seems, they may not keep in touch

I will lovingly think of them often, but continue
With my own life, knowing each and every day
They are experiencing an awesome adventure
Now young at heart, they can relax and play

One day I will put on my backpack
Filled with all my experiences and love
And I too will take the final journey
We will be re-united in Paradise above

Trina Graves – 11th June 2018


About This Poem

For a long while now I have liked to think of death as though the people we know and love have gone on holiday/vacation and it’s as though we have gone back to a period of time when we could not so easily contact them – being older this is easily remembered! So this idea has cropped up a few times in my poems.

I know the ‘backpacking’ was on my mind because my oldest granddaughter and her girlfriend were going backpacking in Asia mid-June for a few months. I awoke one morning with ‘Backpacking In Paradise’ on my mind and it kept coming back to me. It seemed a very fitting idea to use for a sympathy poem, because when we do leave there is not much we can take with us for our adventure ahead, except for the love, experiences and wisdom we have gathered – from giving and receiving – during our lifetime. 

Backpacking In Paradise - Sympathy Poem by Trina Graves - Spiritual Quotes To Live By

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