Where am I going and to whom will I belong
Is there reward and punishment for right or wrong?
Will there be someone I know, who will be my friend
A person I had loved, right up until the end?
What of this earth will accompany me to my place
Is it the beginning or the end of the human race?
Shall I have shape, form, and substance as before
Or must I wait my turn before opening the door?
Will I be frightened by the sight I behold
Or rather filled with a love that was foretold?
Individual recognition, not a factor as before
But a total oneness seen by opening the door.
Hopefully my going will not cause tears or sadness
Rather we knew and loved each other; out of gladness
11-17-05 Aho Speaks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem