Beyond the Last Bend

The day that I'll reach the end of the way 
With my strength spent and devoid of words 
I wish for a sunset burning in the sky 
Like in a dream I dreamt once upon a time. 

My face that tears traced as I roamed the land 
I will rest carefully on my parchment-like hand 
Resembling a flower of an origami master: 
A beautifully fragile arthritic disaster. 

I will stroke death like the fur of a cat 
And not even for a while will I cry — 
All cravings that would make me stay 
Will have long been lost on the way. 

I will be glad to have — at last — some rest
Holding darkness tight against my breast
Snug in nothingness filled with serenity
And eternally smiling at eternity.

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