a Poem By Raquel Swann

Somewhere beyond the clouds 

Where dreams come to life 

There is a place for people

Like me and you. 

Perhaps we don’t have 

To travel too far to find peace. 

Is it possible to experience such pleasures 

Here in our earthy vessels.

Or does one have to pass into

The ethereal realm. 

These questions should 

Not be pondered. 

What’s an afterlife

Without a before. 

This afterlife I speak of

May be closer than I think. 

It begins with a void 

An emptiness 

A desire 

A thought 

An action

And a conclusion. 

My bags are packed. 

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