Denis Martindale, R.I.P. Poem by Denis Martindale

With the last breath gone... Mid that sudden glare...
While the Earth moves on... Now, out there, somewhere...
As the bright light shone... And all my soul went...
So, it was all done... Life's final moment...

Then my spirit sailed... Yet upon nothing...
Shallow... shadow... void... And lacking loving...
With my spirit caught... Anticipating...
Thinking one pure thought... As if now waiting...

Firm faith still guiding... While just hoping there...
But undeciding... Merely coping there...
Star specks receding... With less light showing...
While I'm here needing... For more than knowing...

Then God is near me... His love enfolding...
As if to steer me... While I'm beholding...
I'm no longer hurt... God's grace unswerving...
Then warmth and comfort... All undeserving...

Through the Lord of Lords... This soul saved by grace...
No need for rewards... Now I see His face...
Dressed in righteous robes... Two Princes so sublime...
Sharing brand new hopes... Beyond both space and time...