what will become of me when i die?

will my body offer itself up
to the lost, and lonely stars?
or will i spend eternity in heaven
maybe even possibly hell?

will i just decay
in a wooden box underground?
or become a ghost,
and haunt human lifeforms?

when we die,
do we become something,
or nothing?

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Wondrous !

( She who loves )

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The living and the dying
The giving and the holding on

Hand in hand thru the Park

The Naked Light of Eternity

•

( a momentary hint of immortality )

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Now we are still
( even if barely )

Of the living

•

We MAY
Awaken

To ALL primal urges

Of love

( for man and for divinity )

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And tread at last

The cornicopeia

Of truth

We have known

Just must be Here