Poem -

IT WILL NEVER DIE

IT WILL NEVER DIE

We are all made of bones and flesh...

Everything works together...

Down to every heart beat...

Our blood and oxygen keeps life to our organs...

When any part is deprived it shall surely die...

Our body keeps our soul hidden deep inside...

Where does the soul go when the body gives it freedom to go?

Every body will release its very own soul...

For then, where will it go?

Will it go punished or unpunished?

For surely, it will never die...

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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sparrowsong

Hello Sis Cherie...

I was watching a documentary which was showing different archeologists from around the world and there was a country that didn't bury their dead...

They were left for the vulchers to feast and only the bones were left and they believed that was the process for the release of the soul...

Other countries open windows of the room where the person died and the spirit is released and goes out the window...

When we look at the bones after the flesh has gone away they are the same color...

It's the facial bones that says what race they were...

But, not everyone thinks about the condition of their soul...

Thank you for your comment and support! 

Love n Hugs 

sparrowsong 

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Rick Newman

Hi Sparrowsong 

Nice write I like this.

Haven't seen much here from u hope you are doing ok.

drop me a line sparrow

your friend Rick 

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sparrowsong

Hello Rick...

What a surprise! 

Really?

Glad you enjoyed! 

Thank you for your comment and support! 

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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