MY DEATH IS NEAR

In the hush of twilight's breath,

I feel the whisper of my fate.

The shadows lengthen, time does wait,

As darkness veils my final steps.

 

No mournful dirge, no tear-stained eye,

For death, a silent lullaby.

In quiet surrender, I embrace the night,

A fleeting moment, a fading light.

 

The tapestry of life, now worn and frayed,

Unravels gently, as I stand unswayed.

For in this dusk, I find my peace,

As earthly worries slowly cease.

 

No need for sorrow, no need for fear,

For in this moment, death draws near.

A gentle sigh, a soft release,

As I journey to eternal peace.

 

So let the stars guide my way,

As I bid farewell to light of day.

In the embrace of the unknown,

I find solace, I am not alone.

 

For in the quiet of this eve,

I find the courage to believe,

That though my time on earth may end,

My spirit, to the stars, will ascend.

 

And so, dear friend, do not despair,

For in my death, I find my share,

Of peace, of love, of solace near,

As I journey forth, for death is near.