No Matter the Path the Destination Is the Same
No Matter the Path the Destination is the Same.
At the end there comes a light.
A path to show, so it’s very bright;
leading all to heaven above and
surrounding us with God’s love.
You move past the light and enter heavens gates;
a baptismal of healing showers of love awaits.
The body left behind is nothing more than a tattered suitcase;
only the soul returns to our home base.
Nestled in a cradle of love until the soul is whole again;
then our lessons in life review begins.
Did enlightenment fill you days?
How long before you learned the way?
Did you use God’s GPS and follow his son?
How did your enlightenment come; Buddha, Allah, or Dali Lama?
Love and forgiveness for all despite the trauma.
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