My Liberator

MY LIBERATOR (Written upon the death of a thirteen –year –old girl as eulogy) The ill-fated day of death came unexpectedly To my great surprise As life’s iron grasp of my hand, had lost its Strength and vigor And that of death’s had gained much power And might In vain I cried for life’s help, for she had lost The battle So, the cold hands of death I felt around my Skeleton waist Violently squeezing me with all their force And main Eager to extinguish in me they wish, the very last Spark of life And as now the shrilling wind of death, is howling Throughout my body I fall breathless, DEAD and motionless over the ground Remain Yet, I am still here, just hovering all around my Inanimate body, Surprised! Confused! Bewildered, nevertheless EXISTING! With no hands, no arms, no legs, no head or any Other organ, Just pure thought, pure consciousness, pure light, In other words a SOUL Death, you are my savior, my friend my Ally Thank you for delivering me from agony and Pain From space, time, ignorance, ignominy, Injustice And most of all, I thank Thee for the eternal Life Now, to those of you who many tears of sorrow Have shed for my sake One thing I have to ask: Rejoice for I am truly alive Dead was I certainly, when among you Existed, Therefore, your grief for me should turn to Great joy, If you do not want me to pity you and delay My flight Impatient my soul now becomes, needs to Fly away Far from human misery and every other Worry The only thought that exists deep down in My soul Is to trace back its steps to its celestial Home Now, I fly uninterruptedly, I am on my Way As the shining bright stars illumine my Road The road of accomplishment, attainment and Glory Ah, there at last I see the ever dazzling Light The gates of eternity to open for me Wide And God Himself to look at me with His ever Blazing eyes Calling to hurry forward and with Him Unite Instantly I disappear in a universe of sacred Light Joyful, happy, jubilant, ecstatic, ever- Blissful Becoming one with the ONE, immortal Everlasting Radiating with holiness, enraptured with Grace A ray of divinity encompassing the COSMOS Oh, how grateful I am to you DEATH My LIBERATOR! ©Demetrios Trifiatis