Door

​There is a door

down a long

white

hallway

lilting ghosts

of linen 

lights

in line

leading lights

from above

drowning

dreamy

down

the long white hall

fits like a glove

down

to the dark door

that waits

for you

infinitely

or until the time

comes

whichever

is

sooner

and we all have

a door

and 

a hall

with white

walls

waiting

and

there

are all of my

creatures

the ones that

have gone

ahead

before

me

and wait

in the white

light

for me

to follow

reunited

again