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04/09/25

Reflections of the Past, Visions of the Future 

 

Contest by Daniel Henry Rodgers.

Long Past to memorize. Short Future to vaporize on slow evaporation. Mostly confused, little bit amused to remember that my time is up. Since long I am dealing with life now to get prepared to listen to last bell with no idea of types of ' After Life'. Does soul exist or a wishful idea of human just to satisfy self. Basically none wants to lose Identity. Body to perish after demise. Brain being an organ stops functioning. Thought processes wiped off ! Oblivious. If so-called 'Soul' or my consciousness be really immortal identifying myself, that will be my ultimate solace. Belief of immortal soul of mortal body can give best relief. Old age problems developing along with compulsive physical limitations. Inevitable restrictions on usual habits of youth. Trying not to lose strength and confidence though once in excellence, now in senile decay. Enjoyed my life, completed duties, built up successful family. Now ready to leave happily. Not to lament, not to regret but to accept old age as beverage to relish. Praying for prosperity of children and grandchildren, I'am to enjoy their achievements. Leaving blessings and inspiration to next generation, holding faith on reincarnation, I will reborn to fulfill dormant desires. Earth or any other habitat planet, may be in other stellar system will again welcome me with new dreams. Will it be choice of my soul or I am destined? My introspection can't predict. What will be, will be : Future is not to see.

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