Life After Death

Life here vanishes into the unknowing; the hope and dream to live again,
for truly live never ends.
It is but a change in geography that eludes us all.
If mind and heart could but understand; is all in the Master’s hand.
Death is but a door through which we all must pass; separating space and time.
 For time by God’s holy design is not counted as yours or mine.
A thousand years is but a day, and one day you shall not spend 
until we see each other face to face once again.
When you awake tomorrow without me here, please do not shed a tear, 
Remember this is not good-bye for I am always just beyond the sky.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Zzzzz Avatar
August 2, 2011 at 2:34 PM
A poignant, but ultimately uplifting write. Nicely done. Robert.
Loving Iii Avatar
July 3, 2011 at 5:42 PM
were we thrown to earth like thor in the movie. begging for our hammer to come to me. but only after the stroke of death will we discover what is left.
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