Alive

Bring to peace the harrowed mind.

Set to rest the harried heart,

Become death, for all that come to be,

Must someday, come to cease.

Be the full stop, to all sentences.

Be the happily ever after of real life.

There may be nought beyond, I may never know,

But there was a lot before, or I wouldn’t be, I wouldn’t cease to be.

Be the escape, some crave, some yearn.

Give unto them, sweet release,

From temporal realms, the carnal prison;

Let escape the bounds of life,

Let fly free from one’s own clutches.

Let go.

Be the sweet release – of death

Be your soul, be its freedom,

For life is most at the end of its tether

Your heart palpitates, your breath stops,

Yet you are alive, for you are free.

Fly from this empty rock, the ground of life.

Soar above the empty cage.

Let pass, let see what is beyond,

Cross Styx, fall unto Hades’ arms

Upon his cold bosom.

Set free. Extinguish the flame.

For there may be clouds above, yet it is the sky.