Luggage for the Onward Journey

 

My destination seems somehow vague but assured,

as I stare at my suitcases in the hall.

When I arrive my needs shall be catered for,

but now I must draw together my belongings from life's store.

 

I rummage through drawers and wardrobes to no earthly avail,

as there are more possessions that no longer hold sway.

I cannot go into the night alone with empty hands,

but carry with me earthly treasures to new faraway lands.

 

Echoes of the past I am determined to keep for old time's sake,

images of sunny days of a childhood well spent.

Of my family, friends and favourite places I shall keep,

so that when I am alone I can sit, dream and sleep.

 

Memories happy and sad are carefully arranged,

with tunes and melodies to comfort my soul along the way.

I shall take those treasured thoughts of intimacy,

moments of lovemaking, intense in passion and sublime ecstasy.

 

My heart is filled with anticipation to meet all again,

to hold and cuddle Whiskers and Bess my dear pets.

Knowing that I shall always be loved wherever I may be,

to my ultimate destination with my lover and me.

 

A few poems and stories from books to transport me into delight,

to comfort me when fearful through the long night.

Then I shall pack those images of my dear home land,

in the hope that I shall be led to another promised land.