It's not often death can save your life
It's not often death can teach you how to thrive
But it happens
It can teach you to let go
to forget your petty woes
because you may only have today
and living one day at a time
is an adventure worth surviving for.
It's not often death can give you your life back.
It can be that push,
that gentle bump into something you'd never do,
never in a million years.
But death helps you do it,
because she tells you
you don't have a million years,
You have now.
Let it be enough.
Let it sink into the inky depths of your being,
and start your life anew.
Let the susurrus of an end,
guide you to the start.
Let Death be your angel
and let her bright light shape you