I want to know what happens after I die, before I die.
I want to tell you it's ok to die.
There is joy and laughter after you die.
There is music and singing
Dancing and baking, swimming and basking
in the sunlight.
Yes, we will acquire wings so we can finally fly,
retractable wings so we can choose our adventures,
walk, fly, dive into the ocean blue.
Reach out and touch a star, is it hot?, will it burn?.
I want to know that the finality of that silence after
we leave our earthly body,
is reborn to a new reality, a better sweeter reality.
I want to transition peacefully into my second beginning.
I will make the best of my first awakening,
embrace all with open arms and kindness.
Thus ensuring my happy sojourn here.
Leads to my best reawakening in my other self-life.
In utopian paradise.
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I'm with you. I want to know too! This was gorgeous
What a great start on here! I definitely enjoy traveling in time as well. Maybe a few more lost souls will wander back here. It's a very strong poem!
Some beautiful lines here Novel! And a magical tone about something we all think about. A terrific poem.