Dying - Noli Timere

Dying - Noli timere

I died a thousand times before today,
A hundred aches and pains instructed me,
So well prepared am I to face eternity,
Whatever that may be.

Death, perhaps, is nothing more
Than drifting into space,
Into nothingness
Where everything and everyone we loved is lost
Without a trace.

Or else pure light and ecstasy
For those who hoped and loved
And created their own destiny
In music and in harmony.

For death will surely come to everyone
As we quite politely ignore and live a lie,
We grasp each day like a drowning man,
Desperately.  

Good luck and wisdom make us smaller
Our shadow shortens in every way
Our meals grow lighter
And our limbs grow thinner
Our sight starts failing
And our hearing fools us
A prelude to the final act.

No longer money means a thing
No hoarding silver now or then.
All that matters is the love we give
And receive from others on the way.

‘Fear not’ I heard him say
In silent churches and on stormy beaches;
We set sail at last, our final voyage
Into the reddened western skies,
At quiet sunset.