When We Die

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 it doesn't matter what we think
or to what belief we are linked
when crossing over, when we die
all is one, away we fly

into a neverending  place
full of love, compassion laced
the end of life on Earth again
is like the joy of summer rain -

decisions that we made now fade
emerging from the living shade
of what we thought was very real
as religion loses its appeal

in the certainty we know
there's only one way we must go
towards the silver liquid light
the end of sorrow now in sight -

the consciousness we still retain
beyond suffering, beyond pain
is filled with ecstasy and bliss
ego leaves, it is not missed

it doesn't matter as we're judged
by ourselves, bad choices fudged
unless our fate is to return
to live another life to learn....

 

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Summer Rain

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 summer rain is gently falling
on the trees both short and tall in
the forest on the mountain,
a liquid luscious from sky fountain

sustaining life for every being
as I'm sitting drinking tea in
the light of early morning
rhythmic rhyming here now dawning

pitter patter pitter patter
raindrops falling then they shatter
on tree branches and the ground,
on my car roof with soothing sound

as waves of natural condensation
create from evaporation
drips which trickle into streams,
ocean mixed with sunlight beams

become a watery from sky fountain
in the forest on the mountain
as summer rain keeps gently falling
and nature's harmonies keep calling...

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