I am afraid of Death until he is here.

  Then I will go with him without any fear.

He will be my friend; he will take me home.

  The home that might be far but also is near.

He will show me divine secrets of all joy.

  The joy that is sweet and always sincere.

He will see me without all my bitter pain,

  The pains of this living, with death, disappear.

Trust, I do have on my beloved friend.

  He will love me for good and hold me so dear. 

His eyes are like the doorway to the most high,

  He whispers God’s message and plays in my ear.

Listen, “Haloo” your daylights are fading fast.

  The night will be the long one and is unclear.

3/28/2017   Haloo