To cry away far apart from your dream, violent waves comes to pursue your heart, to take you from what could be the last scene, there comes the mentor of the final act.
Breathing suspended, eyes mesmerized, thoughts frozen, terrific discussion, between two zones, the dark and the light, no choice to make, maybe only compassion.
Left in silence, floating away from convulsion, no pain, no sin, no dream, just a trip taken without insight, leaving behind what? No more dilemma, need to cry no more, just enjoy, just die, no need to fight.
When you give it up, accept all, then, you might find the light.
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BLESSED in the sight of the Lord is the Death of His Saints. Thanks for sharing your thoughts MALU ~ Those of us who are SPIRITUAL have no fear of Death ~ It is just a timely transition to the next (higher) dimension) Love in the Spirit ~ BRIAN
Thanks Brian. I share your thoughts about death. Yes I think we don't need to be afraid. It is just a transition. Thanks for reading
And in the end, in that light is where we all want to bathe.
Yes, I hope to find my tunnel of light and slide through it like a child on a playground. Thanks Fred
Yes - "death where is your sting" says the holy word for light is what I believe is waiting to conduct us further on our spiritual journey. A lovely read Malu and thank you for sharing the subject of death.
Thanks Fay. Not an easy subject to be accepted or understood. I feel quite comfortable with it. Thanks for reading and commenting.
A wonderful write
Thanks Shannon. Lovely comments, dear.
Great piece of work Malu
Thanks Michael
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