'Tis Death And Me Poem by Betty Keck

Tis Death and me…

Tis Death and me, walking hand in hand
upon the sands of time
Sifting through the hour glass…
~ the dance of time ~
Treading each step softly, awaiting
fragile peacefulness, radiance
of Heaven’s rays…
never ending light, beckoning
me to follow the gentle, soft
call of the Lord.
Now whispering “Farewell”
to the blinding, wind-blown sand
of rolling swirls;
“Hello” to the tender,
sacred rains of blessedness.
At the end of the day, my heart beats
soft breaths of yearning
for the essence of the Creator.
Entranced by the wondrous white light,
soaring upward onto the Other Land,
‘Tis Death and me,
walking hand in hand.


September 16,2006
Betty Louise Keck