A Near-Life Experience
March 23, 2008
Rubber meets asphalt;
the road curves, flashes
blurred.
The three are calm
their eyes hold no
fear.
Were it their fate
to die
their last feeling:
anticipation.
Death is their road to awe.
What brings fear
to their
hearts;
to be lost.
Lost
to history,
to existence.
Their fears
are the fears of man.
Of men.
If they are to die,
if with their last
gasp,
they find that
God
is nowhere to be found,
then only history
grants them immortality.
The three
are not
different
than all of
humanity.
Immortality
is their
triumph and their doom.
They are to be legends.
They are anything but
ordinary.
They are lions.
They seek immortality
of the soul.
Men seek immortality
of body.
Rubber meets asphalt
and the wheels
hold traction.
They live on.
Their eyes and minds
return
to daydreams.
And still they do not fear
death, for death
is the road to awe.
