In The Blinking Of An Eye

Because I could not wait for death
she kindly pause beneath the willow,
as I sorted dreams from worries,
that lay upon my pillow

When at last the task was done,
with no more days to gather,
we met beneath the harvest moon
and she sang as to a lover

Come rest with me, she softly spoke,
find peace here in the shadow.
A hand stretched out in search of mine
erasing every tomorrow

Tired, indeed, bone on bone,
rest seemed the purest melody,
to set aside at last these cares,
lay down the burdens given me

And so we rested beneath the tree
encased in greening tendrils,
cascading down to hold us there
among the singing whip-o-wills

Rest, she whispered in my ear,
find peace here in my arms.
And with a final, uncertain flutter,
my heart was quieted by her charms

Come look for me in greening meadows,
come search for me along the brook,
by day or night you shall not find me,
no matter how earnestly you look

For I await my call to rise up,
into the eastern sky,
where I shall be transformed eternal,
In the blinking of an eye