Come, Death

Come,death,my sister,

cover my withered eyes with your soft handso that the light of this worldno longer disturbs my rest,

silence with your eternal kissthe restless coming and going of my breath,

let my weary heartfall asleep like a childin the cold shade of your embrace.

I do not fear you,death,my sister,why should I fear you?

Your figure does not frighten me:I recognize in you Lifedisguised as pain.

Come to me soon,do not make me wait any longer.

Take me,gently and tenderly,to where they are waiting for mewith open armsand a smile on their lips.

Clear a path for me through this clamorous crowdand guide me to that beautiful placewhere I will be able to know the truth,where I will be free and happyagain…