THE Marathon To Eternity
There in the distance
the double gold lines disappears and end the newly
blacked road under the canopy of redwood giants.
The October sun filter through
the trees splashing the long narrow road
with shimmering gold.
Around you are shivering thinly clad
and numbered strangers
destined soon to bond in painful exuberance.
Stretching, moving, clapping, waiting.
looking down the tree hugged road
to view the gate to eternity.
The long wait until the starting shout
is filled with a thousand thoughts
as if your mind is on the fast-forward.
GO! GO! And off toward
the end of time and space
where the sun, trees and shinny black road blend.
Heaven, an unanswered question asked by all,
but eternity we know is a future that
will soon become history.
What awaits you on the other
side of eternity when you go
through the end of time?
As you run and the pain
gathers in your throat and legs
write a soothing script.
As Boy Scouts gaily waving you on
with a drink and pointing the way
you think to the next mile.
Then the crash through
the sight and sound barrier
to find your eternity.
Long walls of gold and green
covered with collages of
pumpkin patches, swimming pools and your children.
Each one a year older
and smiles that grow,
eyes that have happy talk.
A long row of medals
that scores your life, the biggest and shiniest
gold for passing on love and happiness.
A bulletin board full of
carnival stubs for
A box filled with travel tickets
making the future good deeds to be dome
as cosmopolitan as possible .
A photo gallery of your friends,
the kids friends all eating
rainbow colored cupcakes.
A table stacked high with apples,
Pomegranates and frozen yogurt
there for the picking
Closets full of clothes
just right for every occasion
and a chance to choose.
For the road to eternity on the other side
on the gate will be like the same
pleasant path you are on.
You run to your future but
the other side of the barrier
can be no improvement from this side
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