Life After Death

What if I invited Death in?

Let him curl my lashes,

Apply my mascara?

What if I invited Death in

And we spent together

A day filled with laughter?

What if I invited Death in

And I wasn’t afraid,

Found him handsome and sweet?

What if I invited Death in 

And we drank French red wine,

Ate oven-warm Brie cheese?

What if I invited Death in

And all my fears vanished

Like vapor in the sun?

What if I invited Death in

And he caressed my face,

Danced me like a lover?

What if I invited Death in

And in his embrace I

Was finally alive?

What if I invited Death in

And he filled me with love

And I was fully whole?

What if I invited Death in

And for the first time I

Felt no shame in myself?

What if I invited Death in 

And we walked hand in hand

While talking about time

What if we saw his old friend, Life, 

And Life was more winsome, 

More fearless, more alive?

What if I was smitten with Life:

His smile, his laugh, his eyes?

And he reached for my hand?

(The air quickens, the light changes, a thought occurs)

What if I invited Life in?