Surpassing Death in realisation,
die I shall but not be dead
Death nods his hood in recognition
I nod back my lifted head.
Success it seems
is in still standing
After the fire
Completes it's branding.
Here I stand with a full deck
of shuffled cards, of values met.
I lay await the call and beck
of the universe's soft requests
Gently alert and eyes wide open.
Awareness in the breath just taken
that gives a pause to choose the action
aligned most with your highest good.
Come to me, come to me, come to me.
I'm listening with all my heart.