Deliberate and focused
I have stopped here
at the entrance of the cemetery,
pondering the many different diverse deceptions
of what is meant to be at the ending of existence.
Slipping through the door to heaven or hell,
or being reborn into a new life,
exploration of the soul
being moved to a new start.
Egocentric people believe death is unpleasant,
upsetting, unnatural, accidentally occurring
too pure for the presence of decaying
soon to be dead, bodies.
Utilizing every last breath in ultimate struggle,
In a biased battle
between the journey to your next destination
and time on earth.
Altruistic souls have consciously concluded
death is merely a pitstop
A magical moment transitioning to your next life
A radical way of rebirth
A new journey awaiting
A celebratory time of moments passed
and memories to come.
Deep holes surrounding me.
A gravestone at my feet.
I can’t help but to wonder
what viewpoint on death
this deceased person possessed.
The different diverse deceptions,
this particular soul had brewing in their mind.
Alone in this world,
opinions up to you.
Either lament or euphoric...
it's merely your views.
Religious practice or creation
possibly a figment of imagination;
your end place is your solitude,
your discretion is its dictation
of your resting state of mind,
and its final location.