The following poem was written as a kind of question. When life gives you shit, is there ever going to be anything better? I wrestle with this question all the time. Is there anything beyond this life? If not, then life is very unfair. Do we just go to dust and that is It? No one knows the definitive answer to this question. I would like to think there is something better beyond this life, but it is something I struggle with. Anyway, this is just a very short poem that I wrote some time ago.
What is
This cup we drink?
Not just sorrow or joy
But laden with fullness of life
Until
The end
And the golden dawn greeting us
Dissolves what went before
Our souls are bathed
In light
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You’re right Lorraine that if this life ends at death, it isn’t very fair. I believe in life after death and in reward and punishment.
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Thanks Sadje.nni gu ess I am. The for ever questioner!
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You’re welcome!! You’ll get there when you get there.
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