Where do they go?
Where do they go after they’ve lived their lives?
Where do they go I wonder?
The soul that gives us our life survives;
Can’t be destroyed, torn asunder.
Can they return to their habitats,
Once they’ve left forever?
Do they come back to their clothes, their hats?
Or do they look backwards never?
They go to the grand Durbar, they go,
Where they meet the Father.
That bliss is so great all else they forego.
Here they’d happily live, rather.
The burdens of existence are shed, are shed.
A lightness is gained forever.
People may say, ‘They are dead, they are dead.’
But those people are not clever.
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One thing is for sure - we will all die sometime. All my Christian friends would like to go to Paradise. So would I. one of my closest friends had a near death experience and he says Heaven is more real than life here on earth. I believe him! Read the book, "Heaven is For Real" by Todd Burpo. He is a young kid who died and went to Heaven and he told his dad about relatives that he met in Heaven that he NEVER knew existed. His dad was shocked - but little kids don't lie.
God bless you and let me know about your experiences as well,
John Michael Domino