He Was Not

He was not - and has never been!
I made - and will unmake.  Amen.
And not for any man of men
Do I now grieve,
But for a Thought that I begin
To disbelieve.

For, oh, how beautiful and bright
My Thought was, that has taken flight
And now is almost out of sight,
Dim in the distance,
Soon to be swallowed in the night
Of non-existence.

Ann Keith
If you have any comments on this poem, 
Ann Keith would be pleased to hear from you.