Death is a Myth, No End, Just Soul-Shift: A Poem

 

Death is a Myth, No End, Just Soul-Shift: A Poem

The body ends, a worn-out shoe,

But you, the soul, still brightly glow.

Not gone, not done, just passing through,

To fields where other wonders grow.

No final stop, no curtain fall,

Just changing clothes for a new scene.

Life's stream flows on, embracing all,

A vibrant awareness, ever keen.

So shed the fear, let worries cease,

Your spirit strong, forever bright.

Find comfort in unending peace,

And bathe yourself in endless light.

Death is a myth, no fading light,

Just journey onward, pure and bright