I felt the sudden change of air
As the icy breath clung I was made aware
Outside my window the shadows fell
But it was too early for night to tell
Still it was cold and dark I know
Then came that knock upon the wooden door
"Thomas ! For whom I come looking for
Won't you open up for me the door ."
I shook with fear for all the years
Suddenly I was filled with tears
And in absolution I held my head
Still you have no earthly clue
When comes that knock upon the wood
"Thomas , oh Thomas , if you would
Unbolt the lock now if you could ."
I stood in silence , made not a sound
But by the shadow upon the ground
I knew he waited so patiently
Waiting ! Waiting , there for me
"Come Thomas , the seconds few
You cannot avoid what's in store for you .
Do not bother looking for the key
For I have kept it safe and sound here with me ."
I said I was not afraid of death
That I would not bend with my final breath
Then I remembered my father's passing
How the stillness became so everlasting
And I knew I was no more special
That life is certainly full , sometimes spacial
So I opened up the door
"I am Thomas , the Thomas of whom
you do implore."
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Comments7
Life on this world is but a moment in our life with our Spirit. Good write.
Thank you Goldfinch60 for commenting .
Life is but sleep's interruption.
Ha ha , I was trying to sleep .
A fine write M. "Life is but a moment".... but there's enough moments for me sherries! heehee.
aha ha , going with a smile I see .
Death nips at everyone's heels, but I suppose life does as well. What's that saying about how everyone dies but not everyone lives ? Nicely done.
Everyone dies . Not everyone really lives . William Wallace . Thank you Heater T for reading .
Deliously haunting.
Ha ha , thank you Augustus for reading .
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