We live, we live

We live, we live, we live, even onto death, past it and through it, we live. When I was younger I thought it, the next existence was this sphere of light and love, we could go into it, a transfiguration, but instead we swirl around it like stars around a galaxy, slowly being drawn to it. Each world and life is more perfect as we collectively make are way to this great unknown, within the unknown.