On That Day

On the day that I pass over
I will not rage against the dying of the light
But I do wonder what will happen
how it will feel
entering the void of peace

I might not recognize it when I get there
or remember that I’ve lived before

I will know full well
where I have been
How I have shown up

On that day
I will have no age
No limitations
No cares for tomorrow

I will be somebody’s dad
somebody’s grandfather
somebody’s friend
somebody’s lover
either past or in the wings
somebody’s favorite poet

On that day
I will be clothed in grace
and loved by my creator
The giver of all life
The author of my next chapter