The Detachable Soul
I am in no pain, I suffer no sorrow
I exist today as I shall exist tomorrow
Death is inevitable- what bliss to choose its circumstance
no nasty suprises, no unresolved business
It is with joy I lived and in joy do I depart
death is not the end but merely the start, as
my soul has finished gathering the experience I needed from this incarnation
my body is now irrelevent, only specks of dust from a distant contellation.
Life is simply a stepping stone on the journey through time
a dream before waking, as we are the children of forever,
leaving only our bodies behind
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