When we die we will become naked again
as God created us and sent us to the earth.
We will fly over the moon and the stars
and all the planets in the unseen universes.
Then we will land in the heavens
where God Almighty will wait for us.
God has no religion. God has no face.
But we will meet him and he will accept
our naked self and we will enter into his own Being.
After a pilgrim journey here on earth
we go to God and getting lost in God
is our sole intention on our life here on earth.
(Graphic: File-Falero_Luis_Ricardo_Ninfa_de_la_Luna2 Love is the beauty of the soul)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem