I thought of death. My death. I thought
of the event. Dying. My dying.
I continued to live. I continue to live.
I live. I am alive.
The thought of death, my death
made me feel more alive
than the moments before I thought
of dying. My dying.
The moments after the thought of death,
burned with holiness.
I revere my life after the thought
of death. My death.