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were given to me by my Secret Sister(s) The Next Place I Go

The next place that I go will be
as peaceful as a summer Sunday
or a sweet untroubled mind,
and yet, it won't be anything
like the place I've left behind.

I won't know where I'm going,
I won't know where I've been
as I tumble through the always
and look back toward the when.

I'll glide beyond the rainbow;
I'll drift above the sky;
I'll fly into the wonder
without ever wondering why.

I won't remember getting there,
somehow I'll just arrive, but
I'll know that I belong there
and will feel much more alive.

There will be no room for darkness
in that place of living light,
where an ever dawning morning
pushes back the dying night.

The next place that I go won't
really be a place at all and
there won't be any seasons.
Winter, summer, spring or fall.

Nor Monday, nor Friday,
Nor December nor July,
and the seconds will be standing
still while the hours hurry by.

My skin will not be dark or light.
I won't be fat or tall.
The body I once lived in
won't be part of me at all.

I will finally be perfect.
I will be without a flaw.
I will never make another mistake
or break even the smallest law.

The me that was impatient, angry,
or unkind, will simply be a memory;
a past that I've left behind.

Though I will know the joy of
solitude, I'll never be alone;
I'll be embraced by all the family
and friends I've ever known.

I will cherish all the friendships
I was so fortunate to find, along
with all the love and laughter
in the place I leave behind.

All these good things will go with me;
they will make my spirit glow,
and that light will shine forever
in the next place that I go
Author Unknown
Given by my Secret Sister.
January 2001 HOME NEXT Copyright © 2001, by Bobbi.
Gifts from my Sisters.