Oh My God

OH MY GOD The time has come, as taking our last breath, our friend, our love, our only hope is death. Breathe deep, the dark is coming on, breathe deep, you know this life is gone, now feel the love that's only felt in death. You stare into her eyes, and think it odd, the only words to come, are "Oh my God..." as facing truth of what's to be, the gift of sight we never see, as death echoes the phrase of "Oh my God..." There's nothing more, until we see the light, there's nothing more, until the end of night, and blinded in the light you see, the more to come, is more to be, as love and death bring on the end of night. We stare into her eyes, is death not odd, and just a breath away from "Oh, my God?" the light consumes all we have been, We'll miss it, only, now and then, as we embrace our death, and "Oh, my God." © ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the doylestown poet