Angelic Kisses

Synopsis: I am not in old age, and won't be for a long time. In this poem, I'm trying to explain how i want to go when my time comes. I've always gone through life, living to my best ability. Now I'm on my bed, in my old age, and I know it will happen. The cells in my body are tingling now, and the dark is beginning to be lit up from a divine source. My mind is frantically jumping with joy, and my heart is beginning to skip around crazily. Inside the light, the veil is immediately torn, and my dear father is leaning towards me. The years I've missed him are over as he leans toward me and kisses my face, wet from tears, and helps my spirit safely leave my body. I immediately feel joy and happiness. My youth has returned, and music is gracefully sounding from the eternities. "Work is to be done!" I hear a voice call, as I help prepare the world for the baptism of fire.