A Light Year

A Light Year!

I can always ask someone, let me call her Lilly

To take a break for my sake, willy-nilly

May be I can make her day, or may be

She would make mine, I would see

So she is worried

I am dying slowly

May be in a year

A year of fear

May be

A century

Of days, months and may be

Years

And she

Is there,

Forever!

With an eye full

With tears!

There is always light,
At the end of a long day called life-

To love

To be a little more for her

And fade away

Like water colors

In a morning dream

Pastels and easels

Brushes and palettes

In thoughts deep

As I take on the last sleep

The last breathe

And gasp in awe…

A dream

Walking in sunlit tunnels

In shades of white

Rather bright

Yet I see

It has been a long day

May be

A place I would perhaps

Someday see…

Wreathes?

Or more, was this game over?

Level one

Well played

Am I

.

.

Gone

Dead?

Never!