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for having lived this life I have lived

such as is this life as I have truly

indeed lived it

which draws to mind the fantastic wonder

have I been here before

and just who was I

if this supposed truth is indeed just so

and why to it do I suspect that there is

much much more

how is it that we come to revisit the past

does this not occur until the body is once

again laid to rest

I find I fear no tragedy for in the greater

end it shall deliver me unto my yet to be

known best

how many beings besides myself live with

such vague knowledge yet still continue on

empty handed of any evidence

yet certain their lives too were their own

request

and where does God go when from us he feels

so very gone

I yearn for someone I have yet to meet

or have met and just can not recall

and until I wake to feel this person near

I linger to recline in a mysterious muck of

some strange defeat

truly most constant is this crushing flaw

is this missing part Jesus that I am waiting

for

I ask and ask again

or is it the pending return of another favored

fellow spirit who has walked with me through

many a cherished millennium

yet at this brief pause in time

I can only write these terrible guesses down

to help oust them from my weary, weary mind

for certain is the believer who anxiously awaits

to greet his dawn

and no one can fairly deny him any meeting held

in a future time.............

(Aug. 16, 1996)