I made an acquaintance with Death today,
As we happened on each other by chance.
Nervous and shy, with no reason why,
I had to deny his invite to Dance.
I spoke with Death again today,
As he helped my father away from the pain.
With not a second to spare, he told me to take care,
And ensured, one day, we would meet again.
I arranged to meet with Death today,
As I leapt into the grasp of the river flow.
Waters offered a home upon a riverbed throne,
But Death refused to show.
Old, and wrinkling, with even a limp,
I met Death today, in my sleep.
He took my hand, and, with a flourish so grand,
He repaid the deal he had promised to keep.
So, in the light of a thousand stars,
Death and I danced to the music of the world.
With Death's slow beat guiding under my feet,
An eternity in his wonderful Dance unfurled. . .