After what seemed an aeon, the door was finally visible.
Not sure how long I have been floating in this murky water,
Skin and flesh seemed to have withered away from my body.
Coming up to the gate as a skeleton – the most naked form of a human being
I wonder –
Will the heaven’s door open and accept me?
Or will I be knocking on Heaven’s door for eternity?
Joining Sadje in What do you see #122
birding and bird photography
Retired, not expired: words from the after(work)life. And music. Lots of music!
Nadia, Owen, Oliver and Ocean - The Kralovec Family
Great Blue Herons: A study in patience and grace
Adventures in Genealogy
A touch of whimsy. Why not?
Mostly books, with a little wine writing on the side
True stories about World War II - One war. Two Countries. One Family
A foray into the phantasmagoria of everyday living by a polytheistic priestess and champion of the Humanities
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”/Let us go and make our visit.
Janet's Thread 2 