Near Death

I stepped out of my body, saw the light but did not enter

Trying to escape deaths withering fingers

Scraping at my heart, squeezing my lung

Gasping for breath, is my time now come?

How come?

I loved and lived righteous

But what’s the purpose

To now come to this end

Alone again and again

My death, life’s beginning, a new birth

A cycle, mud returning to the earth

And my rebirth reflects in life’s new growth

And I can be seen in the flowers that sprout

My essence felt all about

And in death’s eyes I see no doubts

Seeing my end, a new beginning

Life, constantly creating

And renewing

But each day I am fading

Heading to great death flirtatiously prancing

Life is my mother and death is her sister,

        Her efflugents entrancing

And seductively enticing, eerily comforting

It mimics mother’s calling

And blindly I go walking

An into death’s arms I walk in

And her arms so welcoming

On her bosom I rest

“Mother, where have you been?”

Don’t fear, my dear, don’t worry about a thing

But I’m not your mother,

But her twin sister

I’m here to take you away on a journey through time

On your life you’ll reflect asking me for more time

And your salvation you’ll seek asking God to help you recover time

But it is my time

And forever you must rest

So close your eyes and rest

Place your head on my breast

And your mortality I will arrest

As I caress your soul giving you eternal rest

You’ll be proof of life after death.

Esquire (c) 2014