What will it be like

When we take our last breath

Face that final hike

Succumb at last to death ?

Freedom from our body

Looking down from above

Will we hear a melody

While flying like a dove ?

Or will it just be silent

Flowing with the breeze

We will not need a cent

As we travel over seas .

I’ve never heard a spirit

So I’m sure they can not talk

Death we all so fear it

Scared of that final walk .

Now I want so to assure you

It won’t be all that bad

As everyone will love you

And no one there is sad .

They are all up there waiting

To greet you when you come

Those loved you’ve been missing

Just like you've come home.

So do not be afraid dear

No more aches and pains

No more earthly fear

Where only goodness rains .

By Luke April 9^th 2009