Death is not an escape but an
Inception of a new life
Where I will spend all my time with her
In a world so vast
That it reaches to both fingertips of
God’s outstretched arms.
Sitting in a hospital bed I think
I am awaiting paradise
But in my last minutes I begin to fear
That once I die I will find myself
A piece of nothing.
I close my eyes and I begin to dream
Of sitting with her
Feeling complete felicity
Lost in a country so far away
Not wanting to find our way back.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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