For dVerse ~ Tribute To Poetess Mary Oliver ~ When Death Comes...

                                                                       

when death comes 

like an iceberg...

And when it comes
 I will meet the Angel and smile
and say 'you came before and lifted me quietly,

I felt the pull
I saw my self flying straight up high
it was so swift,the flight
a few seconds and I looked down
oh where are you taking me?

my children are so young
and my parents are in later age
they need me too

 see  they are alone,

And Oh Angel you were so kind

You let me go'
You had permission to do that
and I heard you say something' ?

Now if I have been good
have looked after my parents
and have guided my children
on the straight path
I hope and pray that
 my way, will be illumined
each  day of life ,scented
colorful like daisies

life will begin afresh pure, peaceful
as the Almighty  is Gracious and Merciful 

"I  am precious to The Earth',
I need not be frightened'and definitely
not as simply having visited this world'

May You  Dear Mary Oliver Rest In Peace Amen.