As they lay me down

I watch as they lay me down in the ground.
Looking around, looking at my fellow X-travelers whose time has not yet come.

In my spirit i sigh wondering what their journey will be like.
The hypocrisy, jealousy and the gill hidden in the tears of love as they lay me down.

When nobody hears my voice,
i whisper love and well done to the mourners.

life was meant to be a journey of love,
this has come true as they lay me down.

they shall all come home one day
but how shall they come ?
and who shall welcome them ?

Thank you JESUS for making HEAVEN not only my rest-place but also my HOME.