Into the Stars

 

The soul soars high above the firmament

leaving in its wake a frail bodily sediment

In time and space it is caught in a swirling haze of golden dust

Or perhaps destined for the dust of ashes if justice is a must

 

Here and there the soul is cast

with no destination that will last

A never ending journey in a trail of bliss

with all the blessings of a celestial kiss

 

Into this coil of dust or ashes we are at home

beneath a cosmos suspended in a dome

A basilica of eternal perambulations

where there no longer exists any speculations

 

A golden dust to gently embrace the just

where in darkened corners are the ashes of dust

We need not fear for this heavenly place

is in the grasp of God's eternal grace