| Bittersweet My bones are tired, my worries and fears have faded My vision of the meadow has dulled …, time is a splendid gift. I now adore what was always there and I neglected to see I ponder my next challenge I open my eyes in my final time , how beautiful art thou with your light gleaming bright. Clearly you are the prime light of existence, everlasting and pleasantly white…. Where will you take me… Whom will I meet I want to give my Love , Appease and Support the ones that are needy. I want to grab hold of my gifts and use them as it was intended. The night has passed and I open my eyes at first light The bright clouds are a gift, and I am beholden My bitter pills are now sweet For we are merely apparitions, in a world of marvel |