Ode to Death, by Hanakia Zedek
I awaken in it’s arms
Yet it has done me no harm
It’s eyes cold and fallow
As I have come to know
Why do you come to me?
Why do you comfort me…
Yet never come for me?
What do you see in me?
Am I to continue your legacy?
How many have I crossed over to thee…
Peacefully?
I am foolishly charmed by Your Majesty
Beguiled by Your Grace
How many times have I met you face to face…
And you look right through me?
But isn’t that the key…
To have Nothing for thee?…
To release?
Maybe that is why you like me
I put no demands on thee
For with me….you are free
