When I go...

when it's time, and
I fly off
into the
prismatic yonder
do not cry for me here
for here is not
where I will be
I may blend-in
with the gaia, aurora
or briny sea
whatever be
my transcension
know that
I did not die
I just winged away
with palpable
unbridled mirth
and, joy 

Be Merry!!

Here we are all by day, by night
hurled and ushered by dreams
Not to one but several worlds
So, Be merry!!
Drink & Laugh & Cry & Sigh
Dance with love,
the midnight through -
For tomorrow, we all shall DIE
But, alas we never do!!