Our Death

Our death is coming soon.

In the sunshine of the moon,

In the brightness of a night,

In the darkness of a light,

In the courage of our fears,

In the dryness of our tears,

In a man and in a wife,

Our death is still alive.

All luck, all hope in open arms.

A last way without any resist.

Maybe bridges over rainbows or simple doors.

Anyway.

At the end a new journey will start into an amazing grace.

Believe.

© BPa / 2010 – Revised Version 03-2023