Unask

I know I am dying
we all are
life ends……. most tragically
or that is what we all perceive
now my hands shake
and my arms ache
many days it’s hard to breathe
I sleep each night
with a breathing machine
and I am haunted by
nightmares and dreams
I know I am living
where most are not
life is…… simply a blessing
I speak with God
He answers me
unask your questions
as I perceive His words to me
accept the grace on simple faith
accept God’s love- His gentle love
when I see neither rhyme nor reason
God has a plan for every season

© 2008 Brian’s Prose