My inkling

I have an inkling

That this is not it

I think that we

Live in some form

Beyond this

Maybe we reincarnate

Or maybe we go

To another place

But I feel sure

That there is more

That we just don’t understand.

The thought of when it’s over

It just goes black

Fly’s in the face of mounting facts

I’ve read enough

I’ve researched enough

To believe different

Yet the truth is

All the proof is insufficient

We will only know for sure

When our light goes out

That will then eradicate doubt

But I see no point in worrying

About what’s at the end

When there’s still a life

That’s still to be living.

Via: Daily Prompt: Inkling

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