The next place that I go
will be as peaceful and familiar
as a sleepy Summer Sunday
and a sweet untroubled mind
And yet ,,, it won't be anything like any place I've ever been
or seen
or even dreamed of
in the place I leave behind
I won't know where I'm going
and I won't know where I've been
as I tumble through and always
and look back toward when
I'll glide beyond the rainbows
I'll drift above the sky
I'll fly into the wonder, without ever wondering why.
I won't remember getting there
Somehow I'll just arrive
But I will know that I belong there
and will feel much more alive
than I have ever felt before
I will be absolutely free of the things
that I held onto
that were holding onto me
The next place that I go
will be so quiet and so still
That the whispered song of sweet belonging
will rise up to fill
the listening sky with joyful silence
and with unheard harmonics of the music
made by no one playing
like a hush upon a breeze
There will be no room for darkness in that place of living light,
where an ever-dawning morning pushes back the dying night
The very air will fill with brilliance,
as the brightly shining Sun.
And the moon and half a million stars
are married into one
The next place I go
won't really be a place at all
There won't be any seasons---------
Winter, Summer, Spring or Fall---
nor a Monday
nor a Friday
nor a December
nor a July
And the seconds will be standing still
while hours hurry by
I will not be a boy
or a girl
a woman
or a man.
I will simply be just
simply
me
No worse or better than
My skin will not be dark
or light
I won't be fat or tall
the body I once lived in
won't be part of me at all
I will finally be perfect
I will be without flaw
I will never make one more mistake,
or break the smallest law.
And me that was impatient,
or was angry
or unkind,
will simply be a memory of
the me I left behind
I'll travel empty-handed.
There is not a single thing
I have collected in my life
that I would ever want to bring
except....
the love of those who loved me
and the warmth of those who cared
The happiness and memories
and magic we shared.
Though I will know the joy of solitude...
I will never be alone
I will be embraced
by all the family and friends
I've ever known
Although I might not see their faces,
all our hearts will beat as one,
And the circle of our spirits
will shine brighter than the Sun
I'll cherish all the friendship I was fortunate to find
all the love and all the laughters in the place I leave behind
All these good things will go with me.
They will make my spirit glow
and that light will shine forever
in the next place that I go.
(This poem is from a beautiful picture book, pictures are wonderful too)