Ascension

The heart's core, life's tapestry My very essence, woven as I've grown A vault of treasured memories Echoing through my blood and bone A lifetime of precious moments This private gallery of me A multitude of priceless fragments Fading into infinity Grasped by death’s stranglehold I wither here so frail and old Pondering the residue of my life As my body turns to mold My vessel has grown tired My work here, almost done Sitting in silent contemplation My final days beneath the sun My maker put me to the test Now in closing, I’m in much distress Just one more small request Please release me for my eternal rest Perhaps there’s time for a morning prayer Judgement shall be swift and fair For just beyond the horizon lurks oblivion Bliss and serenity await me there