Who knows when, will this journey end
and what waits for me around the bend
Darkness that will swallow me
or sadness that will follow me...
Who knows when 'I' will cease to be
and will 'I' know what's really 'me'
just a bunch of memories fleeting
that vanish forever never meeting ?
there is no death but life eternal
nothing exists but light supernal
Or, I might get into heaven or hell
but show me really who can tell ?
Why do I think of the journey's end
when I have still see the way to go ?
Life is neither foe nor friend
that I should want to leave it so..
I am not too weary of life
but still know am not in place
I am not in any pain or strife
yet I yearn for that blessed grace
Who knows when, will I burn the last
To be lost and forgotten in the jaws of time
or will 'I' come back ages past
to redfine what's me and mine.. ?
1 year ago