Pole To Pole Poem by James McLain

In the dark of night at the speed of light from edge to edge.
Such beings can stretch out of sight from side to side.
Knowing now what they now know leaves this our God,
A flock asleep when sheep we numbered are.
White feathers cover,
Countless star's each pin of light is flowing down that wraps
Us in his misty colored veil.

Decades pass,
A child arrives and dreams of futures not of future's past.
Men and women,
Wait for them in beds that shadows cast their hearts are dark,
And black.
From one such child,
That has escaped and good his heart this light is seen as being bent
From north to south and felt from pole to pole.