Where We Go

Where we go What we once were – cosmic consciousness, becomes, not but, a misty veil, lost in that bright light of birth. What we will experience, along with, become who we will be – are – is in part, nature and nurturing. What we have lived is who we – we’re before it all comes to an end – changes. What we then become are but memories others have of what they understood us to be. Our time passed – passing into memories hoard – will be like tear drops shed, falling with and absorbed into droplets of rain washed away – swept into the sea – evaporating with the passing of time, the passing of life that comes with the death of the living as well as the death of the dying. B. J. “A ” 2 July 15th 2004