Death has a face of beauty, that not many can see….For in death our soul is set free….
Smile upon me, sweet face of death….And grasp my hand as I take my last breath….
I am ready gentle death, to walk the path with thee….For long ive waited…my Saviors face to see….
Mmm, this hit nicely…so many fear death. I long to return home. Beautiful💖
Death has its clock. It will not be rushed or pleaded with, but when it comes, you cannot escape its grasp. This piece was done nicely.
Great write…. paraphrasing some other person….Death awakens us from the dream of life.
We seek the same end but I choose Dylan Thomas’ “Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night” way of getting there. Good write 🌼
If you can approach your death with this kind of dignity, then you will have won.
Powerfully penned, SW. Speaking truth on this one my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian