Up To Embrace Death

Although panting, he didn't rest under that yon shade. 

But was walking along- past me, the house, the green turf where children played-

Past everything, he could avoid.

One day I followed, since I had him observed for many a days.

With a heavy heart, I asked, 'Dear Life, where are you up to go?'

With a pleasant grin, he quoth:

'a passerby I have 'en-

     Like the rain, or the river;

     Like the sage, or the lover,

Tirelessly I walk towards my harbour'.

'Why don't take one who can give you a good company,

With talks and laughs, can make your journey worth enjoying?'

'Truth- although, a gossamer being

Always walks with me

So softly he talks, often so knightly laughs

So radiantly glows when new paths he shows.

The bale of worries once bent me and overcast

And the drudgery, now I leave with the past 

In the quagmire of lies- 

I no longer wriggle like a fallen angel

Sans sleep, sans a dream, sans everything. 

A bed so cosy, I know, so cosily he has prepared

To sleep a night that no longer breaks

And where a night of darkness no sooner melts

To dream a dream of full length 

And sleep until I get up double refreshed 

     

     As soon as the darkness melts

Surely I can walk into the Heaven

         in his embrace'.