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
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