Having borne the brutal burden of a breathing body, Having lived to the end of my days, I shall gladly take leave of this "stinking piece of flesh," Once skin-rapped and bundled in beautiful clothes, An outer presentation for others to see, Secret thoughts forced into submission, Feelings of rage and fear held tight, Insanity so nicely transformed into an oft-smiling face, Cold bones looking for warmth, 0utstretched arms looking for someone to hold, A labyrinth mind always wanting more, Searching for a truth never near, And then those tasks-----so many things left undone, Unpaid bills, broken dreams, relationships unresolved, Life never quite complete, But as suddenly as it all began, The body gave way, There was no warning, No way to know, That all the moments of time would simply come to an end, All sensation gone, Consciousness having ceased, Then the silence of sleep, Undisturbed by the dreams of an age now left behind, And then there was Light, True illumination, Simplicity, peace, joy, compassion, love, -----------God.