Death is just the beginning.


A mother’s natural instinct, a sixth sense and premonitions.
Surely this can’t all just be a coincidence?
Surely this proves, there’s more than meets the eye?
Surely this proves, we had a past life?
Maybe nobody actually dies and floats away into the sky.


Maybe we’re all reincarnated, again and again;
Just as Buddha, would have us believe.
So if we did become, enlightened like him,
Surely then, that would mean,
We are cheating death, by knowing of reincarnation
And surely we shouldn’t fear our final destination.


For when we die, we shall come back alive;
But no-one is willing to believe this, in case it is a lie.
But we should have no fear of the afterlife;
For if it is final, then that shall just be the end of the line.


If Buddha was right and he did walk into the light,
Then death should not be feared, maybe it should be embraced.
For when we die, it’s only the end of this life.
Another chance, to try to become enlightened
And when we have learned, what we are meant to know;
Maybe then, we shall reach our Heaven.


(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

My shinning Princess; with sparkles in your eyes.
You inspire me,
To write words of love every day,

I love the way you hold me, kiss and love me,
Spending hours in my mind during the day,
and dreaming of you, through the night,

Always dreaming about you and me,
Walking along the ocean's shore,
Seeing shadows of life reflected in sandy dreams,

You are more cheerful than hearing dolphins sing,
Generous and calm as a light sea breeze,
That cools our Souls,

Your kind-hearted spirit brings,
Warmth and beauty to the world,
Like red and white roses blazing in May,

I make this promise to you,
I will always love you, in life and in Heaven,
Our Souls will, never part,

I'll love you, forever...

Copyright © 2018 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.

upheld

facing heaven
facing the music

angel choirs are nothing like the devil
down in Georgia
far above the level of
love
into a stratospheric stratification of
hope
and seven levels of adrenaline beyond
dope

dopamine dreams drip
slow
soothing control
like a lighted window in the
snow
glimmering like gold
but so far gone
the meaning is
lost

and I wander
through my own house
wondering why this isn't home
wishing to the stars to go
away into the unknown

but I'm snatched back

and I switch back to passing
myself in the mirror
and screaming ****** Mary
because I'm home
but gentle hands
know

how to love while being played like a fiddle
how to sweetly play it off as
close enough to god to
know

yet I am home
and the stars align so I do find
refuge in the music
and make a home in
dreams made doped
coaxed by my own
two hands

too late to come down

Fading away


Mourn me when I am gone;
Remember me as someone who lived his life, the only way he knew how.
Think of me when you sing a song;
Remember me, when I am gone with the clouds.


The sun is setting on another lifetime;
It’s time to die, it is my dying time.
Time is fading away and I welcome death;
For in my final breath I will discover what comes next.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Staring at the sun


Such a peaceful death I find myself inside;
Staring at the sun, looking for the answer to why I died.
I look up into the air and see the birds flying high,
I see myself floating towards them, towards the sky.


The sun is shining, not a cloud in the sky;
‘tis beautiful to behold, this beautiful light,
That shines upon everything not hidden in the shade.
So lay me down in peace in my own personal grave.


(C)2015 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Can death die?
Or life live?
Surely life can die,
But death nothing to give
As a sacrifice.

Another night has come,
Standing here beneath heaven's stars,
Drunk, loving a green bottle of Soju,

Missing you, looking at sister moon,
Losing you my, only love,

That day,
You were taken away from me,
Tears filled my eyes with pain,

Calling out to God,
Why?
Did you take her from me?

I still think of you,
Every day,
Such a long time missing you; spending  days in pain,

I can't think of anyone else but you; My love,

My Angel in Heaven,
I miss you.

It hurts so much,
I have not found anyone else,
To love me like you,

Thinking of ways to,
Turn back time,
To change that day, you were taken from me.

Remembering you every day,
Praying to God to hold your Soul in Heaven one day.

Copyright © 2018 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.