PATH TO MY COFFIN BED

In youth I took a fleeting glance

Upon the road ahead,

It seemed to run forever,

No end I saw in sight...

But the years have changed those things,

The road seems now a path,

And I can clearly see the end.

I fight with all my might.

I glance on back, see where I’ve been,

It seems so long ago,

When I frolicked in my youth

And life was full ahead...

But the years have changed those things,

I see my name in stone,

And I asleep so peacefully

Within my coffin bed.

The road withdraws its long expanse,

I watch it shorten each new day,

I see the pathway has an end,

A thing in youth I didn’t see…

But the years have changed those things,

I see that now it doesn’t curve,

But, instead, points upward…

Toward heaven this path now leads me.