Poem -

At the Very End of It

At the very end of it,
life that is ..
Not even a blackness
or dark exists ..
No hunger, no feeling,
no pain or desires ..
Oh’ how glorious an
outcome that
thing we all call death
must surely
and truly bequeath us
at the end,
of our very long lives ..
Yet still be aware,
if one can only believe
hard, long or
indeed, deep enough ..
Then between us,
we can make sure it
becomes much
less of an uncertain
destination
and not just be known
as the souls final
resting place, or destiny ..

 

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Jac Tales

In death we rest in peace. A Nice Verse.

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Neville

Thank you Jac T .. Neville 

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author
Neville

That's what I call kind .. Thank you kindly Bernadete.

Neville 

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