Awesome will be the last solo flight.
No passport. No luggage. No return.
Piercing the cloud of unknowing,
I'll soar, loose from the bindings of earth.
Restrictive and fleeting they'll seem at this height
Once all-important to me
Destined to reach what I'd dimly perceived
Then I shall know.
Then my false self will be stripped of pretence
The mask that I wore be torn off
But, like the prodigal son, welcomed I'll be
Love's cloak of forgiveness will wrap around me
Enveloping faults in its folds
For I'll be accepted in that other world
Just as I am.
By thought-power I'll travel, weightless and free
Breathing the fragrance from myriad flowers
'Midst lawns emerald-velvet, silk-ribboned with streams
A landscape of heavenly wonder, surprise
Where colours are vibrant
And shimmering with light
In this realm of fulfilment, reunion and joy
And beauty transcending man's loftiest dream
I'll be re-born.
