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Poem: What is death?

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What is death?
But a door,
A chance to marvel
At God’s creation once more.
I wonder
What sun I will see,
What new sights,
Who will I be?
My spirit
With no bounds
Seeks more to explore
Adventures to be found.
And I pray
That one day
When I go no one will mourn
I leave in peace as I was born.
-alka
Sep 2014