On the final road we cross, <br />infinity awaits on the other side. <br />An angel stands at the gate <br />to guide us on our entering. <br />There are no desires to transpire, <br />nor hate to cloud our soul, <br />just peace in a long sleep <br />of which awaking will not disturb. <br /> <br /> <br />20 January 2010<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/infinity-awaits/
