I see the brightest glow ahead.
I see the brightest glow ahead,
Beyond that of normal sight,
It emanates a golden glow,
So clean, so pure and bright.
They say it is the entrance,
To the spirit world so pure,
A place without racism and hatred,
Where all illnesses are cured.
A place full of many generations,
Who have before us passed,
With memories of old loved ones,
That will forever last.
A place of tranquillity and peace,
A place without solid ground,
A place where words are spoken,
Without the use of any sound.
When your life is ending,
The brightest light entices you in,
So your soul can be rejuvenated,
And your spirit life can begin
Written by David Boyce
12 December 2013
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