BEFORE AND AFTER
There was a time when I was not here,
No thoughts, no name or identity were mine.
I had no pain or sorrow, not a thing for me to know,
Where was I before I became me, somewhere waiting?
A time will come when I am no longer here, will I have thoughts?
A name remembered, My identity will not be this body or mind.
Again there will be no pain or sorrow, I will be somewhere else,
Before and after, heaven bound, where was I before my first sound?
Keith Garrett
keithgarrettpoetry 
Keith, you write with outstanding contrast between the before and after.
Thanks for reading.
On Sun, Jun 2, 2019 at 6:47 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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“There was a time when I was not here,
No thoughts, no name or identity were mine.”
This resonates so much with me. I’ve been here before myself. I love that you share this.
Thanks for reading.
On Sun, Jun 2, 2019 at 7:44 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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In a place beyond time!
Thanks for reading.
That is the big mystery, isn’t it? A very frequent thought of mine.
Thanks for reading.
You poetically pose questions many of us have entertained at one time or another. “Where was I before? Where will I be after” But of course the questions have no answers, not in the here and now. Exceptionally penned. Thank you.
Thank you for reading.
On Tue, Jun 4, 2019 at 6:59 AM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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