Ph: Prayer: Death: Acceptance Accepted

She prayed, 'Oh now I lay me down to sleep...'
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 ^^^ ^^ ^ ^! '

by Brian Johnston

Comments (7)

It is a very good poem Brian. Congratulations!
Brian, a truly beautiful and heart-felt poem. Accepting someone's acceptance of death is truly remarkable! It eases the suffering of the one who is dying. If only everyone could do this in reality, death would not be so heartless. Fantastic expression of someone ready to die, you did a splendid job on this one.
Beautiful acceptance with calm resignation....! 'The width of my room - 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'........ Beautiful lines which have so much depth like the depth of the ocean! Enjoyed reading this!
Ah Pradip, even the young girl in my poem is weeping up to the moment of her death! How can anyone who feels the vagaries of life not weep. Didn't you ever wonder where all the salt water in the ocean comes from? There are many who weep with us! Cheer up! : -)
Let your gentle hearts be my protection……… Oh God….! You’re here! My tears feel just like rain..... The entire poem is beauty but I particularly liked the last two lines...
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