Un seen

 When the water no longer flows into the streams of bliss to the Soul

And the dying has no need to live 

When my gentleness reflects. little hope

I must speak

Soon i will go my way so too will you

Within these moments i will love 
The best way i know and has been given

Through God i ask to guide you....as well as myself

When the time comes....it will not wait.
I must forgive.i must