Perhaps.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

i like the way you imagine yourself to be more rooted to earth.
As though, earth is all the wealth we can have.
As though, what is in heaven is more or less the same as this earth can offer.
You mention about stem cell therapy.
It is like saying that you want to be here forever
Live life and if there is a chance never to die
or if there is this Second Coming
that you must be one of those counted not to die and still witness
the coming of the Lord in Glory.
You shall meet God without the pain of dying.
That is a good idea.

For how long do you stick to this ambition of painlessness?

You know what a tree is? Sometimes they are cut
Then made into planks
Sawed into desired measurements
Planed into a desired smoothness
Lacquered
Only to be made into another
niche
or coffin.

I like the way you love life.
Perhaps even love it forever.
I have it and will be having it in its fullness.
I guess i have arrived at the point of just not wanting it anymore.
Not that i will end myself,
that is definitely far from
it,

I am just excited and i want that this waiting be not that long.
I wonder how is it to travel with my own
Gossamer wings
in those unknown skies
into those
uncharted oceans of
spaces.

Perhaps by then i can fly to Venus
and perhaps i shall tell you that there are more lives
and views
and perspectives
in there.

More beautiful than you can imagine.
perhaps, i can tell
you
later.