Our journey had advanced —
Our feet were almost come
To that odd Fork in Being’s Road —
Eternity — by Term —
Our pace took sudden awe —
Our feet — reluctant — led —
Before — were Cities — but Between —
The Forest of the Dead —
Retreat — was out of Hope —
Behind — a Sealed Route —
Eternity’s White Flag — Before —
And God — at every Gate —
ITS TOTALLY COOL IN SO MANY WAYS…… LIKE MAKING ME SMILE AND STUFF AND OTHER STUFF THATS ALL COOL
THIS PEOM AT FIRST GLANCE, SEEMED TO IMPLY AN INDIVIDUAL AT A CROSSROAD IN THE JOURNEY OF LIFE. HOWEVER, AFTER RE-READING I THINK IT PERTAINS TO CLOSURE…DEATH…COMPLETION…