Rendevous

I have a meeting with death, at some disputed time in my life's depth, when I will be less or more likely willing to go, in the vesting shade of the spring , the pollen and the cool breeze in the air, or in the summer heat and glow, or in the winter snow when everything is dying and death surrounds, I hope death is pleasant and don't make a sound. I have a meeting with death nothing about life or in life is fair, I will let death take me by the hand, and lead into the darkness of his land, I will close my eyes and gasp for breath, my soul will be quenched nothing else will be left, I have a date with death, somewhere in my life's depth, something my children will grow to fear, it's inevitable for all life that is here, only God knows how bitter life can be so sweet, my love will sound out in a blissful sleep, no pulse of a heartbeat no breathing breath, laying down for eternity until awakening is called in death, I have a meeting with death, somewhere in my life's depth, God will take me after death has had me, and I will rest assured in the pastures promised gladly, I have a meeting with death and I shall not let our encounter pass me, we are born to die, death is apart of life if you ask me, I will be honored to meet death's acquaintance and introduce him to my soul and it;s maintenance, so when the angel of death comes and the black camel will kneel at my door, I will answer gracefully I am not afraid no more, never knowing when my time will pass, or how many grains of sand are left in my hour glass,