Upon Entering I Search For You Poem by Jay L. Morris

It will be there will come an end
an end long awaited and dreadful aye
some pass pleasantly
as another flails pitifully
to wherefore not is known
of by man nor beast
as all sages from all ages
search their volumes
and look the pages
asking When, now?
Where and yes, Why?
The very same queries
made, sure
as the discovery is made
the end is but an entry
elsewhere
unless it be denied us
or you.
the entry is narrow
and few are called
yet for those who pass
both threshold edges,
who see the lights
beyond the gates
what must be a wondrous view
save a dance for me with you
when I must bid Earth adieu
and our love again begin anew.