Disbelieve

I don’t believe in death

Many don’t believe in God

Nor do I

And I do not disbelieve

What happens when we die?

Please …

Explain love.

See?

Heaven, Hell, Limbo

The colors in our spectrum

Which always change

 

Words in a foreign language

For which we have none in ours

And that’s enough

Because it has to be

Where is Here

When is now

Our true selves cry

And laugh

We weep and cherish

All that is good

And all that is bad

We learn from this moment

We must

Or our hearts shrivel

We are numb

Asleep

To the wonders of our lives