I understand your fear, but be at ease
Enumerate the things you will let go:
Death erases all bodily disease
From bone and flesh comes a bright imago
Having struggled your life long to survive
To collect filthy currency and things
You will into warm, lucid waters dive
And know the peace the end of labor brings
Hunger, thirst, lust, fatigue will now dissolve;
Future and past collapse into the now
See this as your last, best chance to evolve
Into a being who knows why and how
The tale has no definitive meaning
Until the end, when being trumps seeming
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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