Personal Experience Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Life is precious from the very beginning to our last
breath.
Afterwards, we know nothing more - there's no
explanation written anywhere.
We talk about heaven and God from our imaginations
and faith, based on people's accounts centuries ago,
but none of us know from personal experience.
Faith guides our hearts and souls while we are alive,
even though our minds aren't expansive enough to grasp
the reality of us after death.
Belief in God is all we really have in life, our faith
lights the way, helps us to bear our burdens - although imperfectly at best.
Respect all life, treat it with dignity and love and
when we have breathed our last, we will finally become
our personal experience in heaven.