Aug 2016
The time is done I fear,
The time composed of all my years.
Soft paws stalk close to me.
Inevitable is its presence upon me.
I have seen it before,
Looming in full sight,
Oblivious to my terror.
Inevitable presence nosing at me.
I often thought merit given, honors achieved,
Wealth amassed would shield me from this:
Foolish that. Soft paws stalking me.
Inevitable is its presence upon me.
I see well the instruments of its will.
Strange, I find fear of it unfulfilled.
What I ran from now I accept. Let me see,
Inevitable presence, the place you have for me.
Closer still. Hesitate not now.
Soft now. Silence now. Upon your back
I go, gently. Conduct me to whatever is my end,
Merciful presence.
© 2016
The time composed of all my years.
Soft paws stalk close to me.
Inevitable is its presence upon me.
I have seen it before,
Looming in full sight,
Oblivious to my terror.
Inevitable presence nosing at me.
I often thought merit given, honors achieved,
Wealth amassed would shield me from this:
Foolish that. Soft paws stalking me.
Inevitable is its presence upon me.
I see well the instruments of its will.
Strange, I find fear of it unfulfilled.
What I ran from now I accept. Let me see,
Inevitable presence, the place you have for me.
Closer still. Hesitate not now.
Soft now. Silence now. Upon your back
I go, gently. Conduct me to whatever is my end,
Merciful presence.
© 2016
It is not too far-fetched to imagine death as a stalking animal for we certainly are its prey, and that death is inevitable needs no mentioning, but the idea of death being merciful is still difficult for us to comprehend even as it is at times obvious.
