The day had come
I looked down
At myself
The body I left
Peaceful
Unlike the spirit
Standing above
Anxious
Nervous
A soft, warm hand
On my shoulder
"Don't worry,"
She said
Her voice light and assuring
"You've done so well
With what little you had
I'm very proud of you."
Then Death took my hand
And we walked
To that beautiful place
At world's
End.