Sonnet

Greetings.
Do not be afraid.
Was this the greatest of all meetings.
Where at last all doubt and fear was laid.

If we leave our own present place of fear.
We too will meet him somewhere.
We cannot know if on the way we will find joy or shed a tear.
We cannot tell the time or the where.

If our soul does rise again.
Will they say it was never there to be taken away.
Will we sleep for ever and never awareness regain.
Or will we, at last in great light, all our fears lay.

I may search restlessly but I do not know for certain.
I have not yet met him on the road, the truth lies behind an impenetrable curtain.

Haiku

Not met on the road
The truth lies hidden by death
But then I will know