Standing,
In Light and Power….
You have died,
Felt your last breath
expelled from your lungs.
Memory,
Like video, played out before you.
Not a perfect life.
You lived happily,
with family, friends and lovers.
Happy, an imperfection worth having lived.
Below,
A teaming world of billions,
Also living imperfect lives
With joy and suffering,
in a fog in which they cannot see….
Above,
the Light gets brighter,
a glowing love….
Around you, about you
are doors….
You can walk into the Light,
Return to Life,
Or pick a Door,
To
Something,
Somewhere,
Else….
I currently have an e-book of poetry being sold for under a dollar for 99 cents, “Conflicts”.
Sales go to the support of my poetry and limited profit liability company, Stone Temple Micro-Finance and Research, L3C.