Member Rara Avis
~What If I Die~
What if I die...
now that life is once again sweet
will my time have been fruitful, or pained with defeat?
after I die, my body will lie neath an old oak tree
it's gnarled roots, reaching heavenward with glee
as if praying to be born again as branches
to sway in the breeze to dance leafy dances
to be covered in green
in this sacred place, serene
but what will become of my soul...
will it plunge, like a brick to the depths of hell
to be punished for sins unknowingly dealt
to repent for eternity, from burning chains...never expelled?
or will it soar through the clouds like a graceful bird
to a haven of peace and wisdom, ruled by loving words
will it be united with those I've lost
and loved, at memory's cost
woven into an ethereal tapestry of living
of life and death and good and giving?
will my spirit be dead forever
the thread of my life severed
tied with a final knot, to unravel...never?
will my soul lie dormant in dreamless sleep
with no memory of this life, this death, these feelings deep
will it sleep forever, without keep?
or will it be re-cycled, used again like paper
re-issued to a new body, new destiny, new capers
to a brand new life waiting to be born
by a brand new shell, will my old soul be adorned?
will the bits and pieces of my memories be erased
wiped clean, never to be remembered
or will they always hang somewhere in the ethers
like ashes of burning embers?
what if I die, now that life is once again sweet?
copyright2002 Lyra Nesius
"poetry is life distilled" Gwendolyn Brooks