Death

Written after a near death experience

The thought of peace and calm

It will be such a relief

Swaying in the wind like a feather palm

No need for any grief

 

When it comes I will embrace it

With every part of me

I will not fight I will submit

I will roll upon the waves of the sea

 

When death is at my door

I will not turn away

For I will hear that musical score

That will lead me on my way

 

Like a bird set free to fly

It will wrap its arms around me

And hold me oh so tight

And at the sight of that great light

I will know that I am home