Is there life after death?

When our soul crosses the chilly tide where will we spend eternity?

There is an awakening place I love,
In the secret purgatory of earth,   
Where wood and water strove,
And make merry the land of my birth.

Homecoming soul climbs the eternal stars
They see the ancient spirit floating afar,
In our fathers land in our mothers tears,
An eternity of pain they shed and share.

Tells the story of life where the path led,
Of all the things we believe that we are,
And what we could have done is left unsaid,
After death will the generation add fuel or fire.

Bring them home again, sons and daughters,
to see their faces in the land of a new horizon,
To the encore of flags and pendulum voices,
Salute courage and prepare a requiem.

After death from lisping lips to a barren land,
In poverty, in wealth, with health or final breaths,
From birth to death we don’t understand,
how to identify life between the gasps.

Death take us to where the wind is chilly,
But fear no phantom on the road to heaven,
Earthen days was a trip on a long journey,
On the way pass hell the memories are waiting.

We love the things that charms us most,
Oh, how beautiful the figure life composed,
Strong words lay your soul with heavenly host,
And a priest gave the world a splendid reposed.

When the saviour calls and look upon us in the eye,
is there a life after death with greater value?
Than the drudgery of homecoming mortals can identify,
Here with its pleasure and joys we try to survive.

Reviews

[Aries1984]

You wrote about it like a journey death really sounds like. This is very beautifully written.