MY LOVE ASSENDED

 

My love ascended

To our Father’s care

Silently rising

On heavens stair

Sent on her way by

My whispered prayer

WITHIN THE SILENT ECHO

Within the silent echo

Of the last rites

As the last words of life

Reluctantly give way

To the first words of death

God reaches out his hand

And you alluringly ascend

On comforting wings 

IF I REALLY HAVE TO GO

 

If I really have to go, as they say that I must

Into the keeping of God, my soul I’ll trust

If I really have to go, I won’t mind so much

Accompanied by angels, God’s hand I’ll touch

It’s not the going so much, as the manner I mind

If blessed with faith, you’re to the end resigned

It would be hard to bear, cut down by a stroke

Unable to move, paralyzed with my body broke

Facing living death consumed by cancer’s hand

Slow death seeping from every pore and gland

The brain slowly degenerating with Parkinson’s

Or the nervous system lost to Huntington’s

The grains of sand run through the hourglass

Wracked with pain and agony before you pass

Better for all when hearing the reaper creep

To close your eyes and pass within your sleep

 

THE GENTLE ANGEL

 

At his bedside

The gentle Angel stood

Watching as a man slept,

Listening to his quiet

Shallow breath

The Angel reached out a hand

And spoke softly

“Come with me now, 

It’s time to see the lord”

So sleeping no more

He left his empty body

And took the offered hand

The Angel smiled

And they began to ascend

To a better place and time.

They travelled vertically

Though not through a tunnel,

As he was expecting,

It was more like a chimney.

They climbed toward a light,

Which was as expected,

And the light became ever brighter

Until its brilliance

Became almost blinding

All at once, they emerged,

Into the land of light and love

The gentle Angel smiled

Before evaporating into the light

And the man was surrounded

By those who had passed before

Familiar faces greeted him

Loved ones from years past

And they introduced him

To the delights of paradise,

Where milk and honey flowed.

Scenes of unimagined beauty,

Sweet, perfumed air, heavenly music

And Choirs of angels singing

But what overpowered his senses

Seeping through every pore

Overwhelming him and filling his heart

Was a pure everlasting love