I wonder what it’s going
to be like.
Will there be a path like a
trail over a mountain pass?
Is there a darkness
that will be lifted, or
one that will fall?
How will I know
it’s happened,
how do I know
it has not already
happened once, twice,
a million times
in a million years?
I want to know
but am scared to learn
although I expect that
when I do learn, it will be
as if nothing has happened
and I’ll shrug it off, say
I wonder if I’ll know
when the next thing happens
after this one, or will I
remain as always
in this state,
this bewildered push
through the mist around
Truth and Understanding
until the Wheel stops
and I stop as well
and stand there, quietly
waiting for Someone
who may never come
to explain it at last?
Dark Matter 
January 28th, 2016 at 9:25 pm
One of the gifts of age is learning not to take the smallest beauty, kindness, insight, or experience of love for granted. I can see the door from here, which reminds me daily that this moment may be the last of life as I know it now. Yet knowing that life’s greatest mystery lies on the other side of that door gives an aura of light around its darkness.
Though I realize that getting through that door may be terribly hard, sometimes I imagine all my atoms, with my spirit now one with the Spirit of All within them, being freed from the limits of my body to join in the dance of eternity. I can almost feel them shooting off joyously into the farthest embraces of the exquisite glory of pure beauty, truth, and love…..in other words, God.