Memories and my wonderings . . .
Bring back that glorious day
in my memories so I can say:
Yes I am born to this world
once I was a newborn child
Now I am in the middle
of my life carrying all things
from my life with me . . .
deep inside
All my memories
pain and happiness
pictures, smells and sounds
from the past to these days
And yet I am still wondering
what's life without love
how can I one day walk away
in eternal days in an immortal way
Yes, I do believe that my soul
goes to Heaven
and yes, I believe there is a GOD
but now, I am just a human . . .
So my precious soul is guiding me
in my journey to the end of the horizon
and when my mortal days is ending
I hope there is a place for me
to bring back my body
to comfort mother earth
and let my soul fly away
to the place where it belongs
So I can tell you this my friends
why be afraid of death . . .
who knows what's going to happen
the last day?
Poetry by Dan Cederholm
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Written on 2007-04-14 at 11:02
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