Going Home (the Old Black Train)

We all take a first breath, then go our separate ways — but in the end we all Go Home …

Poem — Go’in Home (the Old Black Train) …

When days take their turn to sleep through the night
And the bells have begun their farewell
Comes a raven to stand guard not far
And the moon and stars forever shine on ..
It’s not a time to cry –
For I’ve left this land and one day I’ll take your hand.

When nightingales have sung their adieu one night
And the last bell has bid its farewell
Comes an old black train that waits not far
To carry me on as I travel alone to my star
No need to say goodbye –
I’m going to my place to rest in His grace.

When all the years have turned to a dark night
And gone too the bells for farewells
Absent the faithful raven who stood guard afar
That witnessed tears that no longer flow on ..
No need to ask why –
‘Cos now that old black train rests here with me too.

Just be sure you have your ticket…

M. Vaughn Duck
(we all take that first breath, then go our separate ways, but in the end we all go home/m) January 31, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015,2016 ©, all rights reserved.

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Footnote: Is it so difficult to believe there is life after death? Perhaps it seems too incredible that we have a soul (our existence) that leaves the body upon physical death and goes on to somewhere else. Consider Consciousness = Energy + Matter. Consider the First Law of Thermodynamics. Energy cannot be created or destroy — it can only be changed from one form to another, which must also apply to Life’s energy. So where does our energy go upon death?
Consider our universe consists of matter and energy and a spiritual force, and this spiritual force has a name (Creator, God). Is it then not God that is the collective consciousness of our universe?
So, where does our human energy (soul, existence) go upon death as it cannot be destroyed? Heaven — where the sun always shines on in the everlasting blue sky. Just be sure you’re on that old black train before it pulls out of the station! “Behold, all souls are mine; the soul of the father as well as the soul of the son is mine: the soul who sins shall die. (Ezekiel 18:4)”

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