What Of Death Do You Know Poem by James McLain

Perched in your after glow as I wait
For you when your soul.
In this your new state an orb of bright
Light.

Damaged were some before birth like an
After thought of the one that was born before.
There life may be long or cut short,
To discover what is from what's not in the
Hope that the road is not long.

Could it be your first time or your last,
Yea though I watch, yea though you've got all
The knowledge that's part of the age.
And to suffer the now staying apart unseen
It pains me to see your heart stop.

Written in stone the tree's have all grown
Six feet apart a stream plays a part,
And the bushes are spread apart.
Can the honey that's there golden one's hair
Back and forth come the bee's without name.

Coming to the edge with just thought silver
Cord you have cut on your own.
Without end do you know why you chose to be
Here and then leave.
And of death after death from loosing a friend
Knowing they're likely to choose not to come.