….cuts both ways.

Allows us to know.

…to experience the beauty and wonder

all around us.

To feel the joy of a touch.

To understand the meaning behind the words.

To cherish living.

And,

in the same breath,

teaches us to know

there is an

end.

To all of it.

That life is a pilgrimage

to its end.

and then,,,

What?

An impenetrable wall on the border?

An open door?

No wall?

No door?

Nothing at all?

Or

a surprising, wondrous

continuation.

Totally different than before?

Exactly the same?

What matters,

if it is!!!

Faith,

born in sentience,

is all.

Step by step by faith,

over the border line.

Hear the bells a’ringing?

Hear the angels singing?