Final Nesting Place
Now the time to roost has come
and bones must lay to rest
we find a place to settle on
to shape our final nest
.
As grasp on what was real evades
our fading earthly sight
we rise above the shadow realms
of lifetime’s final night.
Awakening from mystic dream
returned to spirit’s source
welcomed back within the whole
now life has run its course.
Merging living’s lessons learned
back into ethereal plane
now conscious if our lifetime’s span
has harvested true gain.
There’s many mansions we may find
in every place we dwell
and many destinies to tread
through heaven and through hell.
But purpose drives the inner soul
its resting place to find
and each and every pathway there
is nesting in our mind.
Is this our final nesting place
was lifelong meaning won
or will the cycle start again
until our work is done?
Ivor G Davies
Copyright © Ivor Davies | Year Posted 2015
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