Death

I woked up - a frozen forest
all around me - white and pure.
My last breaths and shallow wispers -
ending vastly in the cold.

Sun is no more - Moon is rising.
Doomed forever will I be?
My last wishes I'll remember.
Will my dreams now keep me safe?

Deep within my living vessel
cold is slowly taking in.
Soon this body will be frozen
and my soul will blend with Thee.

I don't fear now - let death take me.
Soon in your warm arms I'll be.
Now my only wish - to take me
is the last hope - keeping me.

You are wisdom, light and beauty.
Love beyond all that I'd seen.
Yes, I'm certain - you are there!
Now I'm coming home to Thee.

Kalin Toshkov Staikov, 2007 ©