WE US OUR OURS©
Glenn Johnson

How long before us, we, our, ours ends?
What is death’s measurement?
What determines its width, depth length?
Measured by what?
Time and again, unmeasured sentences of we, us, our, ours.
Embrace the trust of Your measureless eternal love.

Let go! Move on!
More easily said than done.
Let go! Move on!
Is travel beyond absence erasure of you?
Rub to oblivion everything we, us, our, ours?
Seek to embrace the trust of your measureless eternal love.

Our life-time together,
a procession of shared moments . . .
one after another to the horizon of your time.
What shared was shared . . .
forever shared.
Is travel beyond absence erasure of you?
Seek to embrace the trust of Your measureless eternal love.

How move beyond the Kevlar fabric of memory that reappears in fading morning mist?
Let go! Move on! Slips through my fingers like pools of mercury . . .
descending into every nook and cranny of my heart . . .
only too escape through the hidden crevices of we, us, our, ours.
Seek to embrace the trust of your measureless eternal love.

Unknown answer: How long before us, we, our, ours ends?
Prayers to stop the measurement of your disappearance.
Know the journey began at the moment of your death stare . . .
Beyond lost and found . . .
Search continues for Let go! Move on!
Trust prayers, beyond all time, will lead to acceptance.