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A Path More Traveled

by JJ Johnson

There is something, some energy that dwells within
Some otherworldly being connected to all other life
When the electromagnetic aura of the body ceases to exist
Where does the spirit go, what happens to the soul?

What force exerts the weight of twenty-one grams on gravity
That once the cocoon of birth gives way to the after-life
Is measured momentarily after the final breath released
When escape lifts beyond our grasp or falls eternally

Does pain follow as a comets tail or can we let it go?
Do we reconnect with those we shared the bonds of life?
Does the love experienced throughout continue there with us?
Is there a path more traveled than the road that death walks down?

Dead ends are placed by man where the street can lead no more
And when there comes an ending where only ghosts can go
Does all that has been learned and loved evaporate in dust
Or is there somewhere to reunite within a Holy One?

01/13/2012

Author's Note: With death having been on my mind of late, I woke up this morning after only a few hours of sleep with this poem knocking on my brain. After writing a collaboration on death this past week and thinking of ideas for a sequal on the after-life, it is not surprising, but this is not a collaborative-friendly piece, it feels too complete to use as a submission toward that end. But who knows, I will send it to Rakhi and see how she feels. She has an entirely different style from mine, so who knows what will happen if it becomes part of another collaboration. But technically, we didn't work together on this, unless you consider it part of the thought process she started by encouraging me and suggesting the concept which I came to realize had to be expanded upon during the process of writing "Death Begins at Conception". Hmmm, the plot thickins... jj
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Posted on 01/13/2012
Copyright © 2024 JJ Johnson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/13/12 at 06:02 PM

The plot thickens indeed. A profoundly impressive piece.

Posted by LK Barrett on 01/14/12 at 01:51 PM

...the questions we all ask, and some pretend to answer. Keep asking...LK

Posted by Lori Blair on 01/14/12 at 09:47 PM

That final stanza..makes me soul search even more so than I have..we don't know for sure if we have the answers, perhaps we do though..blindly feeling our way through life, we know? Excellent!

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