I used to wonder what death was like.
Then I started having memories.
Life became bleak, for I knew what came after death.
Why even try when you know you'll come back?
Why even care when you know you'll forget everything when you die.
Why did I want to come back, what was it I saw.
Was it the horizon that I chased?
Or just a lost dream.

/:::/

oh so woe - be - gone am I

To see the crippled boy who I once met

Lying in a manger                    

                                                   ( when days were good )                        

••

We walked the creases between wars

We stood the indifferent differences

Between maid and *****

We tried so very hard

To remain pure

Amid the bodies dying

And the silences

//

Now TOO LATE is all I am

But not in vain have I lived                                    

The Great Power has been released

The FORGIVENESS

And REBITH ' s song

//

Nothing of value can be destroyed !!

( this I can tell you honestly )

For he and I do remain

And you too

Can be free

Yes you can

If you want

/////

In the REBIRTH of Light

in the one day everyday