Life passes each day
and somehow I am still here
a moment, a second
then - poof, I shall be gone
Inheritance of money
for my children I have left none,
only the legacy of wisdom
and love from mom
Pain, seems endless,
yet it is not physical
it is a mourning to those
that have left me behind,
and I wait patiently for my time.
Hark, who is beckoning from that
veiled, cloaked, white gloved
finger, coaxing me to follow him
to I don't know where?
I am sad, but not quite ready,
though the temptation tickles
the eagerness of wanting to know
what lies ahead - after life.
Yet, I have been close, oh so
tempted to follow leaving
this troubled, unsettled earthly existence,
that we pathetically cling to the,
body to find true freedom of
a spirit untrapped, soaring looking down.
Someday, peace and tranquility
shall envelope me, and then ...
I shall truly rest for a moment,
until I seek my new adventure of Death.