Ph: Prayer: Death: Acceptance Accepted
She prayed, 'Oh now I lay me down to sleep...'
by Brian Johnston
Though these familiar words scarce passed her lips,
She sighed, 'I pray the Lord my soul to take.'
Embraced God's poem of lunar eclipse.
She thought, 'My room's width - twelve lovely dresses,
The height of my sky is a bluebird's flight,
The depth of my ocean just one deep breath,
But vision's boundaries are my mind's sight.'
'Let me welcome my death as I have life,
Knowing where I am is where I belong,
Say farewell to my soul's earthly temple,
My music yield to a heavenly song.'
'Loved ones…! Please don't shower me with flowers,
Or let me die with senses dulled to pain,
See your gentle hearts are my protection………
Oh God….! You're here! My tears feel just like rain ^^^ ^^ ^ ^! '