Reminiscence's Sorrowful Waters

March 8, 2021

The presence of imminent death awaits and the goddess of life sighs
For another soul has moved on
Taken from the beauteous grasp of life
Just as life turns to death, dusk turns to dawn
But before they say their goodbyes, they sing of happiness and content
Being sick and weak, their voice measures to only a whisper but their message was true
They wouldn’t let their yearning for their passion to relent
As their life started anew
And so death’s grief filled bell rung
As gentle as the ocean’s tide
The presence of death herself, the musician was now among
As she welcomed them, and guided them to the other side
On top of smoky waters, a ferryman guided near
And the musician knew they had to pay a toll
The fear of the unknown built up with every steer
They were unsure, as their life, death had stole
They ignored their fearful thought
And handed the ferryman his coin
They traveled until they reached what they sought
And there the musician and their deceased loved ones joined
In a perpetual state of happiness, warm sun rays
Both, the musician now met
In the Elysian Fields, where they spend the rest of their days

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