Now that my life expectancy is less than someone on US death row.
I often ponder on where I am going and for an answer longing.
Are we just a bundle of molecules casually brought together which death in abandon will sow.
Are we to another reborn restless body in endless recycles on death going.

More and more I think we are in this life primarily memories.
I remember my first aged 4 born aloft in those aeroplanes that flew from Lydd taking cars.
Then I remember the heavenly clouds, there are many more but no defining truth tarries.
Am I, then, only these memories which death in mortality indeed bars,

Do I have a unique immortal soul?
Known for all time?
An everlasting creator warmed bright ember coal.
Too beautiful, singular and eternal to express in any rhyme.

I do not know but I so want it to be true.
So that is what I shall believe is right and thus all or some doubt away is blew.