I was standing on a hillside, in
a field of blowing wheat,
And the spirit of an Aussie was
lying at my feet.
He looked at me with kind dark
eyes, an ancient wisdom shining through,
And in the essence of his being,
I saw love there too.
His mind did lock upon my heart
as I stood there on that day,
And he told me of this story about
a place so far away.
I stood upon the hillside in a
field of blowing wheat,
And in a twinkling of a second
his spirit left my feet.
His tale did put my heart at ease,
my fears did fade away.
About what lay ahead of me on another
distant day.
"I live among God's creatures now
in the heavens of your mind,
So do not grieve for me, my friend,
as I am with my kind.
My collar is a rainbow's hue, my
leash a shooting star.
My boundaries are the Milky Way
where I sparkle from afar.
There are no pens or kennels here,
for I am not confined.
But free to roam God's heavens
among my Aussie kind.
I nap the day on a snowy cloud,
gentle breezes rocking me.
And dream the dreams of earthlings
and how it used to be.
The trees are full of liver treats
and tennis balls abound,
And Milkbones line the walkways
just waiting to be found.
There even is a ring set up, the
grass all lush and green.
And everyone who gaits around becomes
the Best of Breed.
For we're all winners in this place,
we have no faults, you see.
And God passes out those ribbons
to each one, even me.
I drink from waters laced with
gold, my world a beauty to behold.
And wise old dogs do form my pride
to amble at my very side.
At night I sleep in an angel's
arms, her wings protecting me.
And moonbeams dance about us, as
stardust falls on thee.
So when your life on earth is spent
and you stand at Heaven's gate,
Have no fear of loneliness, for
here, you know I wait.
~author unknown~
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