Corn Crib

©2022-2025 Denis Naylor

Where and When

I closed my eyes and stepped forward

Into God knows what . . .

And just for a moment

Life’s mystery became a miracle

And death became my friend.

I opened my eyes to a life worth living

Wishing it might never end . . .

I looked around and there were no clocks —

My friend whispered only God knows when.


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