welcoming me back Posted by dead poet story , Friday, 24 November 2006 at 15:27, in

i suddenly stop my question
as i sat in awe as to one of my friend's answer to the question that bugs
my whole life...

why must we ask "why should i?"
when the question need to be ask "why don't i?"
oh...if only others see what i've seen
they might stop the question too...

the only hate that i refuse to accept
is the word fear that i have to acknowledge him with...
i just want to love...

ask not why i must bow to him and question his religion
ask, the purpose of his religion...
the one, completed religion.
and soon you will see
no need to question against,
as the reason lies
to the true form of us before we are here...

yes...
we strayed from our true ethereal self,
managed to let the world spoil us...
yet, he gave us guidelines
in order to help us lead ourselves back to our true form
because with the original self
can only we, walk pass his judgement
and belong as his children...

silence is deafening so he created his mere reflections.
don't you wish to belong, again, in heaven?

so i stopped my questions
that useless questions
because i miss him.
i miss his beloved presenter,
my lead of my generation...
i miss that place ...
i know because
my ethereal self said so...

i want to fly back to him
and see him smiling back, with open arms
welcoming me back...
welcoming me back.