When I die,
Don’t come looking for me.
Don’t look for me in the bushes,
or in the grass.
Don’t look for me on a cruise ship
going nowhere.
I won’t be there.
Don’t look for me at my place of work.
My working days will be done.
I won’t be there.
Don’t look for me in your photographs.
They are only two dimensional copies of me.
I am not there.
Don’t look for me in your house.
I am not there.
Don’t look for me in the streets of the city,
blaring chaos all around.
I am not there.
Don’t look for me in Heaven or Hell.
If they exist, and I am there,
you can’t find me yet.
Don’t look for me while you are living.
You can’t find me yet.
If you really want to find me,
look into your heart and mind,
because I will live there,
forever.
Rick Georges, Feb 2018 
