The Limitless Life
I am fully convinced that the soul is indestructible, and that its activity will continue through eternity. It is like the sun, which, to our eyes, seems to set in night; but it has in reality only gone to diffuse its light elsewhere.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
The spider spins
Her exquisite web
And she in her leggy industry
Knows nothing of her onlooker
Her admirer
The bird sings
His glorious song
Unaware of the listener
Enchanted and bewitched...
Harmonies of joy
That stay in our hearts
What we see
Is not fact but facet —
A vast web
A bewitching melody
A perfect sunny day
Stretching a thousand miles
Above the clouds
Our star, a radiant sunset
In a distant land
When death comes
It’s a rainbow to another place
It starts here
And it's always untouchable
Our mysterious journey
Of spirit and energy
Is the perfect path
That takes us to the light