Now I know
Now I know, you may not. Or you may.
In life’s muddle you can skip the puddle.
Know that the onward journey must appear
Crystal clear before the eye. A clear road
Sketched out on canvas and easel.
The road that leads to life; life beyond life.
Ahead of the strife, the struggle, the wife,
Lies eternity. Ahead of the husband lies joy.
Our enemies, our fellows, are hurdles to cross
In a race that is tiring; every minute expiring
Brings you closer to the end; an end which
Is the beginning of breathing; end of suffocation.
It is the end of damnation, disease, negation.
The road, the journey, the destination
Is the end of all; the design of creation.