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STILL SEE THIS WORLD

 

Still see this world

As finite and clear

A life span

Nothing more

With no identity carrying on

Comparing life and after-life

Another form of existence awaits

We can’t know it

However many who proclaim

To know the general rules

And those who claim specifics

As though essential to pass through

Some form of Heaven’s door

         Waiting, armed with nothing

         Except a clear mind watching

         The landscape unfolds

         You’ve seen nearly everything

         Not sure you want to see more

         Yet each week brings events

         Small and big and in-between

         That occupy the brain

         That sets it freely working

         Connecting all the dots seamlessly

         Finding a sense of peace

         At the bends of the road

They exist

You must adjust

Best done early

Keeping weight balanced

And the head still

A cyclist slaloming at race pace

But the mind is allowed to slow                        

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