If my body becomes my soul where will I be?
Where will I go to feel the world press
against me, the resistance of air,
gravity suspended in water?
Will I be in this universe?
Is there some place
where this soul
must be?
will I
be if
Wherever there are women laughing
or children chasing shadows
where waves are running
and grass is growing
light is cresting hills
in deepest space
in darkest night
in all you hear
in all you see
it’s there
where I
will be.


May Swenson, Question