WHERE WILL I GO WHEN I DIE?
Where will I go when I die?
To the sky?
To the ground only?
To nothingness forever and eternal not being?
To God?
To where those I knew and loved in the world are?
To a new life?
To the old life continued by other means?
To a mystery? To a surprise?
To something far better than I could ever have imagined?
Where will I go when I die?
Will I go anywhere?
What will G-d make of me
When I die?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In fragrance goes one unknowingly the decision of flowers to choose from a flower shop having all the choices the world over.Then one forget the best fragrance has had been the one oneself not observed.Aftermath is everywhere.