“Are you ready?” spoke the angel as she gently took my hand,
As we walked along the water’s edge that mingled with the sand.
The sun was warming on my back; the sky was heavenly blue.
There was a kind of calmness that in life I rarely knew.
We moved along so swiftly that ages passed us by.
Scenes from my childhood flashed, like the twinkling of an eye.
Tragic moments mingled with those of happier times
Blurring all the images that were conjured in my mind.
Then the sky grew darker; the angel’s grip held fast.
The sand was whipped about us like sins from days gone past.
I felt the pain of doing wrong, of letting others down,
Of thinking only of myself and how could I gain ground.
We passed through darkness into light so bright my eyes were closed.
I opened them to see a space so large, so cold, I froze.
I shivered in the open space, my body now unclothed,
Ahead of me an open box: was this for my repose?
Again I felt the angel’s touch as she gently took my hand.
It’s time, she said, to make a choice, to make a better stand.
To live a life that’s worthy of the birthright that you own
Not waste your time in idleness but mark the things I’ve shown.
Be kinder to your friends and foes and turn the other cheek.
Be not so harsh with fools you meet but also not so meek.
Don’t wait for me to come back soon and take you by the hand.
And then, as if the light had gone, she swept along the sand.