I Am Poem by Raeven Maclennan

I Am



If by chance you stumble by,
My empty grave, where I should lie.
Take no heed, for I still breathe,
Under a summer sky.

I know no God, but my only faith,
Is not of sky, or earth or space.
For I swear with every breath I take,
I am he, I'll never die.

Forget me in the changing times,
I'll watch when i become divine.
I fight my fights with tongue or blade,
But never take to flight.

If by chance, when I'm immortal,
Do not mourn, I stand before you.
This I am, A man of life,
Dancing in eternal night.

I laugh, I cry, Don't say goodbye,
I live in summer, this creek wont dry,
With anzacs and soldiers, and in her arms,
She will not let me die.

So if by chance, you stumble by,
My empty grave, Where I won't lie,
Do not fret, I am not dead,
I am only a man of life.

Lest we Forget.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Being Wiccan, I have views on an afterlife different to most. Alot of Wiccans believe its called Summerland, a place of eternal Summer, that is endless with boundless fruits and crops. You can live in nature with no discomfort.

Basically I put this as a view of an Anzac soldier telling his family that while it is not the expected afterlife for him, it is still one he loves, since he needs not fight anymore.

It's a slightly atypical take on an Anzac poem, and i figure it might not be well received by certain people. let's face it, the 'judge not lest ye be judged' has fallen on deaf ears on occasion when it comes to Christians. (bill o'rielly. I'm looking in your direction.)

Gladly, personal experience has taught me they are a vocal minority.
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