See you behind your curtain.
Catch my eye.
Can’t surmise.
Devil?
Angel?
Now I’ve caught you
in my mind.
A glimpse,
rendered so obvious
by those in kind.
Heaven is ahead.
Hell, most assuredly
behind.
Hope is more than cope.
Love sees more than blind.
Another step
and I feel the fabric
on my skin
Swaddle of a babe,
or shroud to wrap around
my mind again.
The ascent
is as certain
as the descent
in the end.
Feel myself
passing through.
I see you,
Smiling again.
DJR – 2023
