Death, who is Death?
For most she is pain and suffering,
cruel and merciless.
But when I beheld her....
When I beheld Death,
I couldn’t believe that someone so beautiful
could be full of cruelly and misery.
To me she was like the silence
on a wintry night
and my only wish
to rest with her at the end of my time,
to find peace and silence eternal.
To me she seemed like
a promise of peace eternal.
Death asked me what is my desire
I replied \"To be in your cold embrace
in eternal silence.”