Onto Another Place Poem by Alan Bruce Thompson

When the time comes it starts to get dark,
'The end for non-believers', is the usual remark!

Only those who have prayed and paid can come through,
We can draw out the ritual, with much pomp and ado.

But the truth is that in the blink of an eye,
The soul moves through the portal into the sky.

It is not just a dream, it's a dreamlike place,
It has no bounds, no walls, just space.

The 'other place' is bathed in light,
All stars and suns, no dark, no night!

For the newly freed traveler a wondrous sight,
He could not go there while living, try as he might.