My curiosity of death
A veil of mystery, a whispered unknown,
What lies beyond, when life's last breath is blown?
I gaze at stars, a universe so vast,
And wonder where our souls, their anchors cast.
Is it a slumber, a dreamless, endless sleep?
Or do we soar on wings, secrets to keep?
A reunion with loved ones, a celestial embrace?
Or a journey begun, to a brand new space?
Do memories linger, like echoes in time?
Or fade like whispers, in a forgotten rhyme?
Is there a judgment, a weighing of the soul?
Or a gentle release, making us whole?
The questions linger, a fire in my heart,
A yearning to know, before I depart.
But perhaps the answer, is not for us to find,
Until we cross the threshold, and leave this world behind.
Copyright © David Lawrence | Year Posted 2025
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