I could see from the look of his eyes,
He watched to something distance,
Something ever coming,
This time I could see a glimpse of glitter in them,
A welcoming look to something I tried to see,
But couldn`t pick it out,
He turned and said,
“Son, do you see that?”
I tried but couldn`t see it yet,
“It`s finally here son all is well now”
From a far I could see a white rising smoke,

Words so deep, unsung,
Some deep quiet conviction,
Deep within,
Beneath the soul,
Always speaks that of the soul and heart,
So moving and motivating,
Pricking the reason for our existence,
And the marvel of everything,