As clouds float in the blue, brightened sky. In thy kingdom known as "heaven" you rest there after you die. In the gateway between heaven and Earth. In the words of the gate keeper holds your rebirth. Waited for the review of your past history. Written no more of your life journal he reads to see. Deciding if you're worth of heaven or hell. Wings for paradise or horns for your demonish jail. I only pray we are all sent to where we belong. Where am I holding my right or what makes it wrong? If I must one day be dead. Hope to you God my life was rightously read. I fear not though of my afterlife journey. What I do fear is will love or not be there for me. This is my letter to you God to know I am aware of death. All I ask for in return is a sign showing when will be my final breath. If no sign is recieved I know that means I am as good as dead. No questions asked for I know this is how you said.