I Will See You Later

I ran into an old friend the other day at the deli on the edge of town.

We chatted briefly; caught up on the past and laughed good and sound.

As we parted, I shook his hand and with a smile I said…

 “I will see you later”; this morning I found out he was dead.

Assuming was I that a tomorrow would surely come to be.

Presumptuous in thinking that another time he and I would see.

Yet he is gone now; gone, finished and to this earth he is no more.

They said that before he went, he was “talking out of his head”.

I on the other hand think he was seeing what we cannot see.

I think at that moment he was more spirit than flesh and was experiencing the wonderment of heaven and the glory it held it store.

Yep…I am certain…I WILL see you later…until then my friend, until then.

J. Allen Wilson © 3/2008