Until Then.... Poem by Eric Cockrell

for you who speak knowingly of eternity,
though your lips tremble when you speak.
and you keep turning and looking behind you,
as if afraid something is catching up.
those who would sell salvation by barker or vendor,
yet hurry inside when darkness falls.
who bear the cross of condemnation,
proudly for the world to see....
i wish you well may peace find you.

i look not to yonder shore,
nor speak with words that ply.
i will not wear the suit and tie,
nor follow the path prescribed.
yet i long to feel the presence,
in every moment, in every step taken.
i dare not reach for the star in the dead of night,
for i know the star will come to me.
and it is in the silence that i hear,
the very heartbeat of god....
perhaps we'll meet somewhere down the road,

until then, peace, and joy!