Transformation


We live for that day;
Our lives here are but a span,
Plagued with nature's harshness,
and living in misery and tried.

To whom shall we go?
Laughter and surfeiting,
Where have you gone?
Infirmatives let go!

It's easy,
Just like slipping off a loose-fitting robe
and letting it drop gently onto the floor.
Free from all sicknes, sorrow, and pain.

We shall soar to heights unknown -
In hope.
But now -
We have that promise.


---  by Arlie Willis, Texas Tech University