It's always said, "Rest in Peace"
whenever someone leaves this life.
Nonsense, I say!
To rest in peace is not for me.
I've slept enough in this lifetime.
When I travel on I choose not to repose.
Young and vibrant again
I want to dance with butterflies through
fields of wildflowers,
sit on a crescent moon and watch
the stars fly by,
look at the face of God and
hear Him say to me,
"Well done daughter, welcome home."
I want to be at those gates of pearl
when those who've done evil
approach to enter, and
hear St. Peter say,
"To the likes of you,
these gates are closed."
Enchanting. A beautiful plan. I think I'll need to rest in the aura of peace and Love for a while, and then dance on the clouds and visit my mother and Aunt Ilene and Tiewaz and Little Girl. . .those whom I'm sure will be waiting for me.
I UNDERSTAND WHERE YOU ARE COMING FROM MARCIA AND YOU WILL BE AT REST. 'FREE AT LAST'... FROM ALL WORLDLY CARES AND CONCERNS, FROM ALL PAINS AND VEXATIONS... YOUR SPIRIT WILL FLY, DANCE AND ROAM UNINHIBITED AND BOUNDLESS... TO ENJOY OUR GOD AND ALL HE HAS PREPARED FOR US IN THAT SPECIAL PLACE CALLED...BEULAH LAND! HALLELUJAH!! THIS IS A GREAT WORK, MARCIA - ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING AND BLESSINGS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
We are always told that the streets of heaven are paved with gold. If heaven has streets, and Jesus went toprepare us a room in His father's house, then there is no repose in heaven, but one party after another for all eternity. Your poem makes us all think about that little phrase, "rest in peace" and what it truly means. Thank you for sharing.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and who love you, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your den sister, Barbie.
Your dreams of the "beyond here and now" are intriguing. Oh what joy to think we might all dance with the butterflies and run through fields of wildflowers. Nice pen.
They also say, "Let light perpetual shine upon them."
Like you go to some great tanning salon in the sky.
I like a night once in a while, see some stars, build a fire.
Candles are fine.
They will bury me with a visor.
Never one for the spot light,
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LOVED THIS!!!!! AMEN! ME TOO!
Many blessings,
~Linda
Surprisingly wonderful twist to one's usual interpretation of "Rest in Peace."
To your continued success.
Barbara Henry
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and who love you, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your den sister, Barbie.
i appreciate your approach to this subject matter ... well done ...
love and hugs
mary etta
Georg
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
CG
Like you go to some great tanning salon in the sky.
I like a night once in a while, see some stars, build a fire.
Candles are fine.
They will bury me with a visor.
Never one for the spot light,
John