After Life

English: An artist's impression of a portal or...

English: An artist’s impression of a portal or door to the spirit world. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

As we pass from life
If there is nothing
No consciousness or form
Our bodies food for worms
Or the crematorium fire
Then there is no disappointment
Or dismay
There is nothing

But if the soul
Continues on
Then who is right
And who is wrong?
All the creeds
And spiritual paths
Narrow to this one apex
This life after life

None return to tell us
Even reincarnation
Has the opiate of forgetfulness
And science and the spirit
Do not agree
On the cause of light and imagery
In the near death state
Is it glory
Leading to loved ones
Or only the declining point
Of a dying
Mortal and temporal mind?
Is there a life after life
Or are we more limited in design?

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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16 Responses to After Life

  1. I have wondered these same thoughts that you so eloquently describe. Our existence is at the mercy of nothing and everything. We are aliens caught in a shifting state of circumstance. When contemplating the galaxies of space, it swirls our imagination, freeing our energy elsewhere. But where? Great poem πŸ™‚

  2. ioniamartin says:

    “the opiate of forgetfulness” Oh this is so lovely!

  3. “the opiate of forgetfulness” πŸ™‚ i love it!
    i was speaking with a friend who went searching for oblivion and found it before being dragged back kicking n screaming lol, he told me there was nothing on the otherside, i’m hoping i get a bit more than that when my time comes.
    my mum once told me she watched herself being pumped back to life.
    maybe if we speak with a million near death experienceds, we may get as many different answers, so there’s only one way to find out πŸ˜‰
    i hope to be 80 years young one day so lets hope we don’t find out too soon πŸ™‚
    As long as we are good people, what’s the worst that can happen? πŸ™‚

    • I reckon you are right…such a big mystrry though and beliefs are so divergent…I guess we shall all see eventually if there is something to see, and if not I suppose, not being in existence anymore, we won’t notice, LOL!! πŸ™‚

  4. drgnflygrrl says:

    Simply beautiful. ❀

  5. Tammy Jane Lepp smilinglikecake says:

    Excellent writing, I preoccupy myself with the void often….and also really try not to delve too deep! Thanks for this.

  6. Its one of those big questions, and you have handled it very well in this poem, very nice πŸ™‚

  7. I am a reincarnation believer myself but its not really one of those questions that lends itself to a tidy answer.

    • I think I’m a reincarnation believer too…though perhaps my use of the words ‘I think’ betray that I’m not much good at firmly believing anything…still, on balance,I thnk it is the most likely way of things, but who knows eh? It’s a mystery…

  8. Beautiful…very thought provoking xB

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