Reincarnation

We all die
And that’s a must
Eventually we turn to atomic dust
The atoms have been
And always will be
From before we stepped out of
The primeval sea

They cannot die
Or multiply
They just are
And that’s no lie
So when people say
We have not lived before
Just turn the key
And point to the door

As we are all made
From stuff of the past
And scientists pin their claim
To that mast
So reincarnation
It is a fact
And in this life
We have to act

So sceptics you can argue all night
But of the above there is no fight
The soul and the spirit on the other hand
May be discovered if it is planned
Like the higg’s boson particle
Which is hypothetical
You have the right
To think
Soul is theoretical

I believe in reincarnation
because there is no way
something this powerful
could be formed in one lifetime

if I were a kitten
a baby chimp
baby
most would love me

Reincarnation no contest
choice made

In my eighty second year of life,
On this wondrous blue planet Earth,
I lie here in my hospital room bed,
Waiting for life to end in dread.
With my minister, family and friends,
Surrounding me with love, on this day of dread.
To see me off on my journey,
To the golden gates above.
As I look around this dreaded room.
I see a familiar face in this scary, sad place!
With an amazing smile,
And a dazzling glow around her face.
This familiar figure and face,
Walks to my bed side space,
She takes my hand,
I get up to stand,
I felt this must be my angel Grace.
Don't worry she softly whispers.
Look to the future, not the past.
We're going on a wondrous journey.
We fly up through the ceiling,
Into a beautiful sunlit blue sky.
Though the clouds, into space, We fly...
On past Mars, Jupiter and Saturn.
We move into the darkness of deep space,
At a faster pace,
Then fly towards a very bright star.
Brighter than anything I've ever seen!
We then pass into this wonderful warm, soothing light.
This must be the doorway to heaven. I exclaim!
Even then, I begin to see glimpses of a.,
Wondrous blue world at the end of this warming light.
We fly toward this wondrous blue and white world.
My angel Grace and I begin to fly down,

Though cloudless blue skies, at a slower pace.

Into a room with many angels dressed in blue and white,
Surrounding a beautiful figure and face lying,
On the bed. With one angel yelling, “Push dear Push!.”
My angel Grace then says, “Your new wondrous adventure of life is about to begin.”
Then my angel Grace releases my hand,
And says, “Always remember to look toward the future and forget
the past.”
My Wondrous Journey never ends...

© 2013 - 2014 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.

As soon as you allow yourself to love someone, you allow them to hurt you.

Maybe I just didn't want to be hurt...

It’s true,
we watched the sun set
And with you:
A moment I wouldn’t forget
It happened,
we watched the moon rise
And it glistened,
I saw it in your eyes

I don't know how, I summoned all the courage to tell you,  I'd this feelings
we both holding a black umbrella, during a drizzle, under a tree,
by the side of an old car, I and You in that seven minutes talk

I don't know what, made you smile for few seconds,but I was glad at least
you laughed on my thoughts and may be on my first poem
I must have a strange confusion

I don't know why, I couldn't carry the talk a little further so I could
have seen that gentle sly smile on your face
a little more time

I don't know where we would meet in future, whether I will start the talk
and you will hesitate to answer  or you would start first and say few words
and again make my few more nights sleepless