No Time

No Time (In memory of St Curtis Lance)

And Time has dealt its cold hand once more
As it will with all on this earth that are living
But, then, Heaven must open its door
To the spirit you are bringing.

But a place brightened by your light
That makes it stand out among the stars
For now they must acknowledge your sight
That no darkness mars.

And you will live forever there
Where angels your poetry will recite
In the melody that even for them rare
And show Heaven Earth's best light.

And so, my brother, I must leave you here
Between Heaven and this rhyme
And in them you will always appear
In your cadence that knows no time.