Believe

Right on the other side 

of the door of death

the gods are waiting 

to gather you in

my new and old friend

you are the one thing 

that they desire

their hands are already reaching 

to help you over the ice 

believe that they are seeking you 

as earnestly

as you have ever looked

for signs of their presence 

the reason that we recognize 

one another 

and have been given these signs

is that I have been sent for you

as someone else

was sent for me

during the days 

when my survival was uncertain

both of us have crawled

from the abyss 

and have been etched 

by the fingernails of darkness

thus is the fragile unity 

of our being 

made more beautiful

thus is the measure

of our survival

made a treasure 

to be gathered in the storehouse 

of the gods 

when our last breath

has been taken.