
We’re moving faster.
We’re getting closer.
It waits
Patiently.
We can’t stop.
We have no control.
When the time comes,
We must be ready.
We’re moving faster.
We’re getting closer.
It waits
Patiently.
We can’t stop.
We have no control.
When the time comes,
We must be ready.
A walk to the edge.
A dip in the ocean.
A dive into the unknown.
It will soon cover me
With its soothing wetness.
Am I ready?
Something is waiting for me.
Outside my front door.
I can sense its presence.
Can it be death?
Am I ready for it?
No one can be ready.
It comes for us when
we are the least prepared.
If I shut the door,
will it go away?
It’s moving closer to the house,
smacking repeatedly against the window.
Bang.
Bang.
I peek out.
A branch from the tree
is waving in the breeze.
This time I was lucky.
What about the next time?
I better be ready.
Some days I feel strong and empowered,
Ready to face the challenges
Life throws at me.
Other days I feel invisible,
A transparent copy of myself,
Feeling life fade away.
How do I remain strong?
My transparent self
Needs to be reminded
Of all the people
Who rely on it;
Of all the people
Who love and need it.
It is flickering.
It is becoming solid.
It is becoming strong once again.
Let me walk up the stairs.
Hear the sweet music.
And follow the bright light.
Make way for me.
For I am ready.
Ready to leave.
This life for the next.
Take me to heaven.
Where all woes are gone.
Sadness is only but a memory.
Take me through the pearly gates.
I am ready.
For the next stage.
I can hear the music.
I can see the light.
I am climbing the stairs.
No more woe for me.
Only happiness and bliss.
What is reality?
Do we see what is
actually around us?
Or is there a another reality?
A reality that we can’t see;
that we aren’t ready to see yet.
Will it ever come into focus?
Into a clarity that will reveal all.
The reason for our existence.
The reason for the world
as we know it.
Look closer.
Peer through the murkiness.
Find your own reality.