JOY JOE

Joy

Your thoughts percolate
through the abyss we all state
of mind at heaven’s gate
where is it tis!
No there is no meeting
at the end ordained
the time when it comes
no one will know

you have been so deprived
so as to be able to voice your prize
ere many falter
at their summoned altar
in fright and fear
as no one will be then as near
as poets out here

So do not worry about heaven
the dead kith or kin
they are also around the end of eternity
searching within from where to life re-begin
if one has to

You are a living soul
you are the only whole
who has made life sole
a long one
a sojourn so stay on
for reaching ones destination is no fun
those who you expect
may not come
nor would one know
ere we all go

I salute you for your dose of indelible inspiration
I suppose
and your desire propose
to be read by you
by purpose...