When I die,
I will walk with the Goddess,
in the gardens of Summerland.
We shall hold hands and
we shall look at the flowers and the animals.
Look into nature.
Won’t it be great.
When I die,
I shall walk with the Horned God,
in the woods of Summerland.
We shall swim in the river
and enjoy the moment.
Won’t it be great.
When I die,
The Goddess will keep me warm
And the God shall protect me.
They will teach me about life
And it’s purpose.
I will wait for a new body
To start all over again.
I will reincarnate.
A new start, a new beginning.
Blessed Be!
wow you have a very spiritual technique of writing. it's interesting.