We don’t know what lies
in wait after the sun sets, when
we journey to the blessed realms.
There may be no test of deeds
or enumeration from the great books.
Questions may never be asked of us
when the Chinvat Bridge is crossed.
However, one day, after a long walk
in the meadows of remembrance,
when both body and heart are worn,
you will rest upon your most precious
of comforts and wonder to yourself
whether enough had been done.
And in that quiet moment, as you look
back on time and measure your memories,
what will your answer be?
Echoes of the Earth
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