COME TO ME MY LOVED ONES

Will we be alone when we leave this earth?
Will we have loved ones to support us?
Will they appear in the mist to guide us?
Three names sit on top of the list for me.
Will I ever see them again?
Will I remember my brother,
who I haven’t seen in thirty years?
Will he remember me?
Will our love be as strong?
What about my parents, who
I’ve seen them more recently?
They will not forget me.
They could not forget me,
for I would never forget them.
Come to me my three loved ones
when my time comes.
We will walk together into the bright light.

WHAT'S REAL?

plizm:

untitled by Lostmuzak on Flickr.

Is reality on the inside or the outside?
Are we in a drab room,
looking out at the sunset?
Or we standing outside by the water
with a fake room around us?
If we try to leave the room,
will a door shut us in or will
we be able to walk outside?
Where do we want to be?
The room offers shelter and comfort,
while the outside offers adventure and freedom.
Once we know the answer to this question, then
we will know if the walls will lift away for us.