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Do Not Mourn For Me

Death is but a change.
Nothing truly dies, it only takes on a new form.
Everything that was created in the beginning
Is a total of all that was and ever will be.
There can never be more or less.
Evolution at it's best.
My soul, lay in wait in euphoria to be born mortal.
Now bound in my human form.
When my vessel gives it up with faded breath
It will again be as it was created.
Perhaps to be bound again;
more lessons to learn....
The wheel turns.

Only in death perceived am I truly alive.
Immortal; without sin.
I say again,

"Do not mourn for me."

How long will this evolution continue?
Souls deposited in human prisons.
The answer, I believe, absolutely lies
behind our eyes;
in our minds.
A living computer of which we use a minute, ten percent;
certainly not as was meant.

Perhaps in another billion years , at one hundred percent, we will be
perfection of the three;
body, mind, and soul.
Our evolving complete.
To live as human immortals;
with intelligence and loving enough souls to keep our bodies ageless.
No more to evolve...
Puzzle solved.

Until that day,
I'll be on my way.
Not dead, but somewhere out there, or perhaps very close, continuing my journey.

Do not mourn for me.



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  1. Date: 7/23/2014 5:49:00 AM

    Quite deep, Arlene, And very much in line with the beliefs that guide my soul. An ever evolving spirit that guides us through a never ending life. There is no death, I certainly do believe that we may live many lifetimes upon this planet or wherever God may feel we need to be in order to learn the lessons that we need to learn. Very well written, my friend, and quite thought provoking..... Robert.
  1. Date: 7/22/2014 12:48:00 AM

    I really love the message you imparted with this reflective poetry. I love thinking of us always evolving and always out there in some form. Glad you feel this way!
  1. Date: 7/21/2014 6:09:00 PM

    Now here is a poem that I can really relate too. Death has been my fascination since a small child, and I have been inner searching for fifty years. Without death there would be no life. I'nearly seventy two and every hour that passes by i find the subject more fascinating. I am at peace with my life and I am at peace with my demise. Thanks for the read, loved it Arlene....peter
  1. Date: 7/21/2014 5:18:00 PM

    Very well written on a subject none of us can answer. I think you need to alter the spelling to mourn. Hugs Jan xx
  1. Date: 7/21/2014 4:49:00 PM

    Arlene; This is a master piece. It is very well written. I agree with you. I believe that life is like a dream and death will be when we wake up. Thanks for sharing this wonderful poem with us... Lucilla
  1. Date: 7/21/2014 2:18:00 PM

    we live in a continuum and this piece marks not the passing of physical existence but of the glory of souls ever infinite... this is truly divine, Arlene... wow.. huggs