Passing Away Poem by Natalie Frey

Death is like freefalling from earth,
Into the unknown and undefeatable.
Into something so great and eternal,
As the bottomless ocean,
Where man fears to venture.

At first glimpse,
Death appears dark and looming,
Like a large, swaying woods,
Covered by the night,
Yet, strangely, it brings safety.

As it embraces your spirit,
Your mind is eased and settled.
Memories of life pass like luminescent comets.
You do not feel shattered or broken,
But rather, entirely complete.