Death's Door

Death's Door
Is lonely but complacent,
It is a time of reflection,
A time to look back,
Through the pain and sorrow,
We call life.

Death's Door
It is a time to look forward,
To see the peace,
The bliss that was never found,
In the world of confusion,
And chaos,
Where everyone is rushing around,
To beat the clock.

Death's Door,
Is a place to reflect,
But to also look forward,
To the future.

Death's Door,
Is sad yet sweet.
It is a place to go,
When life comes to an end.
When your work is done,
When there is nothing else to achieve or give,
To those in the world,
We find ourselves in now.

Death's Door,
Unlike, what some people may believe,
It is a peaceful place,
A quiet place,
Where solace can be found,
A place for me.
A place where I am me,
And not disabled or looked at different.

Death's door,
Is faced by all,
Some welcome it,
While other's fight,
Tooth and nail to stay away.

Death's Door,
Should not be feared,
But accepted with open arms,
So one can reach out,
And receive the gentle hug,
They have been longing for,
Where unconditional love,
Is found and expected by all.