Where Will I Be ?
Where will I be; ten years hence;
will I still live in this place;
or will my matter simply condense;
disapear without even a trace?
What are we each, but an energy bubble;
surrounding some matter we created;
will each of us become reduced to rubble;
with our energy completely deflated?
Where does life’s winding road end;
do we drop off the end of the earth?
Such thinking becomes hard to defend;
It’s far more easy to believe in rebirth.
What if there’s no such thing as location;
all movement is just an illusion?
Does it mean that travel takes a vacation;
isn’t that the natural conclusion?
It seems we are moving, but it’s not true;
we’re all in the same place instead;
I’m in the very same space as you;
and awaken from our dream still in bed.
In a world of thought there is no space ;
and there is nothing to float within;
where a fat man can take a skinny man’s place;
and we end at the place, we begin.
Where will I be; ten years hence;
hopefully, to the thought world above;
and in emptyness, then commence,
to experience the “place” of Love.
Monty 8/20/20