Passing Through Poem by John Prophet

Passing
through.
One stop
along the
way.
No
beginning.
No end.
Not one
and done!
Realm to
realm the
spirits
flow.
Resting,
observing.
Lessons
learned.
Moving
on.
Veil
through
veil.
The trip
entails.
New
realities
seen,
observed.
New
experiences
gleaned.
Knowledge
building,
essence
moves.
Countless
encounters,
one unknown
from the
next.
The
never ending
story.
Plays out.
Where
it stops?
Who's
to say?
Unknown.