Pray For Death

Life in a community where death is common

I recently joined a senior community, hence this:

Pray For Death

Pray for Death 

As she walks our halls.

Pray she raps softly on chamber doors

Where angels long prepared her visit.

Pray her breath is sweet when she whispers, 

Come my love, it is time,

And pray her hand be warm

As she guides the way.

And if you think Death capable of mistake,

As I do not,

But if you do,

Pray the taken Soul

All the sooner,

All the tighter,

Be clasped by our Lord.

Reviews

[Gee]

I like this. Brings back warm memories of mum and her last year's in a place just like this

[Michael Sun Bear]

Thanks Gee, I am glad you found some warm memories; for some it’s just the opposite.

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

i am 34 years old which to you might seem young but i read this work and it struck a chord with me. i feel death is close, and i dont know why, but that has always been the way i am. and i am scared, but also not scared. it will tear me apart, but then set me free.
i liked how in this work death was represented in the feminine. i have always pictured death as an older man - the father i never hard - but imagining the cloaked one as a maternal figure might be more accurate. in eternal sleep, we are greeted with unconditional love.
thank you for sharing this.