On the cusp of each journey that matters,
a mingling of wonder and fear flushes the body.

If you made the journey,
wonder outshone fear.

Death is a journey.

I can’t tell you whether it’s
-a journey to oblivion
-a journey to spread one across a web of consciousness
-a journey to be uploaded into another body
-a journey to Heaven or the Elysian Fields

I don’t know,
but I don’t have to know.
All I have to do is be ready for the journey, and

Let my wonder burn brighter than my fear.