From Life to Life: A Collection of Poetry and Prose

By Elton Buller

The sounds of silence are audible to only those who can hear them...

Growing up in Pomeroy, Washington, in the 1960s, Elton Buller led a blessed life. He was an outstanding athlete and earned four-year letters in the three sports: baseball,

• Language: English
• Publisher: Pen2Paper Press, Ltd.
• Release date: Feb 27, 2023
• ISBN: 9798885678070

Elton Buller

This section tells a little about the author, Elton Neil Buller.Throughout Pomeroy High School, I was a tremendous athlete, earning A-Team letters from freshman to senior years in sports. Upon graduation, I was accepted by and attended Eastern Washington State University until a calamity happened.I had come back to Pomeroy two weeks before completing my first year of college in 19 6 8, when I was involved in a major auto accident. My best friend was killed, and the EMT's thought I was dead. Barely alive, I was rushed to Spokane, Washington, where I lay in a deep coma for one month. After I showed signs of waking from the coma, my lead doctor, Dr. R. J. Weiland, transferred me down to Pomeroy Health Care Center, where I fell in and out of comatose status for the next several months. Upon regaining consciousness, I had lost the ability to walk and talk. After several months of therapy, these attributes slowly came back to me. It has taken me many years to recover almost to 100 percent from the injuries inflicted upon me.In 1971, I earned my forestry/conservation degree and rejoined the workforce for the US Forestry Services. Upon leaving the US Forestry, I went to work for the Washington State Patrol. However, my extensive injuries would permit me to stay there only one year.While employed by the US Forestry Department in 19 6 7, I started writing poetry and prose. After the auto accident, I was not able to write. I took it up again as I started on my journey of healing.In the contents of this book, you can somewhat tell my stages of recovery and development. Going from being near "vegetable" status to what I am today is something of a miracle. Thank you, Lord!

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Acknowledgements

Thanks to Stan and Connie Benjamin for inspiring me to have this book published for all to read.

Thanks to Susan P. for giving me the inspiration to put onto paper how I felt in the beginning of my journey.

I also recognize J. Peterson for the poems on pages 1, 2, and 5: for giving me the courage to write on my own without assistance.

Most of all, thanks to Kathryn Sayre for inspiration to publish my writings, typing, editing and making sure my writings got to the publisher and making my journey complete.

About The Author

This section tells a little about the author, Elton Neil Buller.

Throughout Pomeroy High School, I was a tremendous athlete, earning A-Team letters from freshman to senior years in sports. Upon graduation, I was accepted by and attended Eastern Washington State University until a calamity happened.

I had come back to Pomeroy two weeks before completing my first year of college in 19 6 8, when I was involved in a major auto accident. My best friend was killed, and the EMT’s thought I was dead. Barely alive, I was rushed to Spokane, Washington, where I lay in a deep coma for one month. After I showed signs of waking from the coma, my lead doctor, Dr. R. J. Weiland, transferred me down to Pomeroy Health Care Center, where I fell in and out of comatose status for the next several months. Upon regaining consciousness, I had lost the ability to walk and talk. After several months of therapy, these attributes slowly came back to me. It has taken me many years to recover almost to 100 percent from the injuries inflicted upon me.

In 1971, I earned my forestry/conservation degree and rejoined the workforce for the US Forestry Services. Upon leaving the US Forestry, I went to work for the Washington State Patrol. However, my extensive injuries would permit me to stay there only one year.

While employed by the US Forestry Depart­ment in 19 6 7, I started writing poetry and prose. After the auto accident, I was not able to write. I took it up again as I started on my journey of healing.

In the contents of this book, you can somewhat tell my stages of recovery and development. Going from being near vegetable status to what I am today is something of a miracle. Thank you, Lord!

Table of Contents

Acknowledgements

About The Author

Death

In The Valley of the Shadow

She

Sorrow

Her

Chances

I Would Like

Mother Earth

My Heart

Problems

The Elements

The Burn

Be Born

In the Hollow of His Hand

Open Doorway

Perfect

The Wind

Grain of Sand

In the Sky

That I Love

The Illusion

The Salt-Filled Sea

The Wiser Man

You

A Rock of Sorrow

A Tear

Easy to See

Home

Life to Live and Later Die

Loneliness

Never to Know Concealment

Not a Place

Spinning Top

The Rounding Stair

The Same Old Story

The Sound That Shadows Make

The Wind Is Most Beautiful

A Song of Love

Admiration

Come Swing With Me

The Pounding of a Heart

A Lonely Heart

Be

Brown-Eyed Girl

I Loved You

If I Could Make A Wish

Life

She, Would

The Words

Try to See It My Way

You in My Prayer

An Old Man In America

Our Prayer

Golden

Should I Help or Run?

No More

Won’t You Love Me?

Thinking Of You

Touch You Again

Wandering

A New Life to Begin

Along The Way

I Find

The Future

The Garden Flowers

Me

My Mind

No Sight

Respect

Searching

Walking In Loneliness

Walking

Within

Changing

Condemned

A Dream

Feelings

Influence

My Companion

Reach Out

Stand Tall

Tomorrow

What Was to What Is

Why Things Happen to Us As They Do

Deep Within

I Walk

Walking Alone

Love

Part-Time

Temptation

Thank you, Jesus

To Choose

Seeking

The Glory of God Through Salvation

In His Presence

Each Day

A Dog

Changes

Elements

Fantasy

I Hear, I See

Forever

Morning

Over and Over Again

Tears of Life

The Bee

The Reason

The Sun

Thoughts

Time

To Remember

Singing

Things to Remember to Forget

Death

August 1967

I have no friends to claim me

But I have many enemies to maim

me

I must be ready to die alone

For each man must reap what he has sown

Dying really wouldn’t be so bad

When you look back on

the life you had.

Do not fear sweet death

For only it can set you free

Welcome that joyous last breath

That will deliver you from life’s

drudgery

Whether you were happy or blue

The choice was made by you.

Be it right or wrong,