Meager Words

Beyond the veil we all must go

though what we'll find, we cannot know.

Will friends long lost await us there?

Will they sport gray or richer hair?

Will we look different doffed of skin?

Will we recognize kith or kin?

I know not what the answers be,

But confident am I that we

Do with our hearts and minds transform

The worlds into which we are born.

For all stars, dim or bright, pass on

But their light lingers, dusk till dawn.

So I, in quiet moments, vow

To search the skies and wonder how

I might of those stars worthy be

Who gently shone their light on me,

And pray I, one day, hear friends talk

Of me with half my love for 'Doc.'