What is this?
Where did it come from?
And why are we here?
To question.
With an awareness,
Restricted to a limited consciousness.
That a subconsciousness isn't.
Or why.
Not to know by who chose to do this.
Although many claim they do.
With the same restricted limitations.
To confess and admit they too,
Have not met to recall when.
Nor the why this is kept such a mystery.
Although told to feel blessed and grateful.
And most of us do.
With a pledging to remain devoted and faithful.
To then become rewarded for our commitment.
After this experiment to experience life given,
Has fulfilled missions to complete.
And judged by 'One' to have known.
To only then be thrilled to death,
We did our best to stay obedient.
With all the temptations,
Everywhere testing to torment our kept faith.
And for that alone,
Is deserving of a private meeting...
With The Creator.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem