Life after Death.
Some of the thoughts that are in my mind. Let me share them with you. Neither right nor wrong. Just my thoughts, maybe where they should truly belong.
When You and I behind the Veil are past,
Oh, but the long, long while the World shall last,
Which of our Coming and Departure heeds
As the Sea's self should heed a pebble-cast.
There then is the unknown. All trying to interpret it in their own way.
But no one knows for sure. And one sure way to find out.
Strange, is it not? that of the myriads who
Before us pass'd the door of Darkness through,
Not one returns to tell us of the Road,
Which to discover we must travel too.
My feelings and wishes and what I expect maybe different than many:
A Book of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread--and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness--
Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!
A small wish, which I know. Is not that big a chore. For Him that could easily grant much much more.