death waving and beckoning

at first i didn’t notice
but as i got
older and older
i began to see something
in the distance
i thought it was a shadow
and ignored it
after all
i was busy dreaming up
a bright future
but slowly slowly
it got closer
and louder
until i could just make out
a shape and a voice

and i suddenly realised
it was death itself
waving and beckoning

somehow i knew
there was no hurry to meet him,
our meeting
was as inevitable
as night following day

and it was in those
i decided to live
and love
knowing the inevitable

brought me
great freedom and joy
and i even began 

to look forward
to the day
we would meet.
that day is probably not today.

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